#t!fundy

[ana-lmao]

The Size shifting Friend

Wooohooo! First post! don't judge my writing- I'm new :v. AU

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What happens when slime hides his true self?

Warnings: Swearing

Summary: Slime disappeared for some reason and after searching for weeks. A few years later they meet again.

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It's just a normal day and Quackity was bored, he went scrolling on his phone and came across the NEWS.

-We are reporting that there has been GIANT sightings in the forest at -**** ** ****. If you come across it call -*** *** *** ****! The reward is 10k diamonds.

-Giant sightings huh?.. WAIT- 10K?! Hah! Capturing a giant is all I gotta do? c'mon... how big can it be- Quackity was interrupted by the news reporter.

-The giant is calculated to be about 100ft tall minimum.

-Oh shit- Quackity still went out because of the cash prize. or.. did he.

Walking around the really disgusting place, Quackity found pieces of slime just on the trees but ignores it. But...How was he going to take down a giant? well... he had brought some traps for it. While being lost in his thoughts his eyes widen at the huge cave Infront of him, hearing growls from there and Quackity gets ready to set up the trap.

-Finally! that took foreve- Quackity was cut off by loud stomping and quickly went into hiding.

He saw it. The feared giant... but... why did it look so.. familiar...

Quackity quickly snaps back when he hears the trap being triggered and walks over with a smug look.

-Well well well...The so feared maneater... The giant! Caught so foolishly in my trap...Well...The cash prize is not what's making me so proud...It's the fame I'm going to get! Quackity! the man who captured a 100ft tall giant! Everybody will fear me after that!

-P-please! I mean no harm! Let me go! The Giant blurted out while sobbing.

-Aww...No.

The giant recognized him...

-Wait...Quackity?...

Quackity's eyes went wide as he shouted out nervously: -H-Huh?! How the fuck do you know my name!

-Oh god... how did I use to say it?... Right!

Quackity stares in confusion

-Hey Quackity from Las Nevada's!

Quackity was stunned... dropped his axe and went closer.

-W-wait...Slime..? Charlie?!

The giant smiled softly as Quackity was confused...

-W-why did you leave?! How are you a giant?! How long has it been?!

-Well...Didn't wanna freak ya out... Cmon- I was in a human disguise too long. It started to fuckin reverse.

-I'm so sorry for trapping you! let me just... get this off...

Quackity gets the trap off Charlie and stands back a bit. Slime tries and shrinks down to his level...well still a bit taller.

-Wait! so- so are you a size shifter or some shit? Quackity questions.

-Well, I guess so! It's just uncomfortable to be at this size. If I'm in this form too long, I start to grow back. Slime starts to explain his entire species to Quackity.

-Huh...Not used to you not saying "I'm made of meat and lots of bones!". Quackity chuckles and so does slime.

-Wait so when you were at that size...was it really uncomfortable?...Quackity is still stunned and wants to know more.

-Nope! I was a baby slime! All slimes grow up eventually, but in a different place. Like forbidden swamp areas or forbidden areas in general. Slime explains more.

-Wait! do you actually uh...eat people?

-Gods no! Well...Not me at least. I just eat like berries and stuff.

Quackity let out a sigh in relief.

-Good...So...I'm guessing you are not coming back to Las Nevada's...Right?

-There's a lot of risk on the line. I could potentially grow in the building, or in front of people, and It's uncontrollable for me.

-Well...What do you say about me visiting you every day then?

-Really? you would do that?

-Of course slime... I missed you man! You're my best friend!

Quackity backs up a bit as slime starts growing back.

-So... Is this your final state? Or do you get bigger?

-This is teenage state. Well... I'm a teen in slime years, which is 1400 years. In human years that's 14. As an adult I will be able to control my height with no worry. But yes. I could still grow.

Slime puts his hand down and signals Quackity to go on it. Quackity does just that and watches as slime puts him on his shoulder.

-Good view?

Quackity nods as he admires the sunset.

-Uhh...Better crouch so nobody spots you... As Quackity says that slime hears a sound from a bush.

He puts Quackity down chases after it. It was fundy.

-NO! I'M SORRY! I WAS JUST GETTING BERRIES! PUT ME DOWN! I WONT TURN YOU IN! I DONT WANNA BE EATEN!

-Calm down Fundy! you are going to alert the entire forest! Quackity tries to calm Fundy down and explains everything.

-Slime...? Oh I have to tell you how much Quackity was crying for those days- Ya wanna hea-

-NOPE, SHUT UP!

Fundy and slime both chuckle and Quackity just seems embarrassed.

As everyone was talking about what they have been doing, Sirens can be heard.

Slimes eyes widen in panic as he grabs Fundy and Quackity and runs into the cave.

-Cmon... Shift back... Slime struggles to shrink back down but he got it...a little too well... He was uh.. smaller then expected. he has shrunk down to a few inches. There was no time to acknowledge it. Quackity picks him up and puts him in his pocket. They exit the cave and are met with Tanks and soldiers.

-Have you seen a giant around here?!

-A giant? Quackity fake laughs

-Giants don't exist! Fundy adds.

Quackity can feel slime growing back slowly and puts him down when nobody's looking. He stops at human size and nobody acknowledged his sudden appearance. Quackity could tell Slime was really uncomfortable but The police were not letting them go until they were in the clear.

-Alright... I guess nothings here...

After they get far enough Slime quickly turns back and lays down.

-That hurt so fucking much...

-What does that even feel like? Fundy asks.

-Literally compressing my body to shrink...

-Oh god...

After that, Quackity went to visit his giant friend everyday. Fundy would visit once in a while, but when Foolish found out about him. He went there with Quackity every day as well to study him. (Not experimental. but his species alone.)

The END...

For now...

------------------------------------------------------------------------------Part 2? if so... what would you like to happen? (Please no Vore requests or like...ships.) maybe some angst???

#DSMP #g!slimecicle #t!quackity #t!fundy #t!foolish #Well... he is mentioned. #Sizeshifter!Slimecicle #DSMP g/t #slimecicle g/t #quackity g/t #fundy g/t #giant!slimecicle #tiny!quackity #tiny!fundy #AU #DSMP AU #The Size shifting Friend #FIRST POST #new to tumblr #NO VORE #NO SHIPS #t!slimecicle #tiny!slimecicle

[cyncerity]

Phil and Fundy ref for the Dad’s Troubles AU!!

#cyncerity #mcyt gt #mcyt g/t #dad’s troubles au #t!phil #t!fundy #tiny!phil #tiny!fundy #fundy is trans btw #i don’t think that’s canon to the dsmp anymore but i like that headcannon #i didn’t know how to be creative with Phil’s outfit #i like what i came up with but it could be better #also i think i’m over same face syndrome #so yay :D #Fundy and Phil’s faces look different i’m happy #also #funny how I mentioned Fundy near the beginning of Chapter 3 #but i didn’t mention him leaving with the rest of the borrowers #huh #yeah #funny…👀

[gxlden-angels]

I love getting validated on small things that I didn't even consider like it's always a treat and this time it's Gender

The Fundie Baby Voice™️ has been popping up a lot in ex-christian spaces lately and I actually had one in middle school and part of high school! I learned when and where to use it and how to turn up my southern accent just enough. I can still do it but it sounds weird after 3 years on T. The main place I used it was at church cause it made me sound sweet and polite. I used it for old ladies when I worked at a grocery store too. My family didn't like it when we were just all together cause they said it sounded like baby talk, but loved it when I used it at church cause everyone would tell them how sweet and soft-spoken I was

My therapist said it actively made him feel uncomfortable when I used that voice. He couldn't quite put his finger on why it made him uncomfortable (other than him only knowing me on T) but he very much did not like it and he's so so right for that

#he's a cishet white jewish man so it's always a treat when I talk about something like this #cause it started off about how I felt like my gender is a performance and I will use it to my advantage #I usually talk fairly neutrally and monotone so people find it uncanny when I change it up #especially if it's the way I talk to my family and the church folks that ask about me #Now that I'm on T and had top surgery I love fucking with ppl via my gender presentation #I like the chaos of not correcting ppl and watching them fight amongst themselves over what my gender is #My previous gender was Weird Little Girl #and now i'm Just Some Guy #I don't feel like I was always a guy I feel like my gender at the time was Weird Little Girl #and it changed over time but I loved the performance of being a weird little girl #I was not a girl I was specifically a WLG #And well I still know how to use my old performances even if I'm no longer a weird little girl #I consider myself a guy but not a man and a girlie but not a woman #my gender is whatever is funniest at the moment #My gender is whatever you project onto me. My gender is a mirror to your childhood trauma #anyways I kinda lost the plot but yea I can kinda still use the fundie baby voice but it sounds a lil off #cause I've been on T for over 3 years now #ex christian #religious trauma

[seraphimfall]

“you need to summon your inner divine feminine.”

“why are you still in your masculine energy?”

“sex creates cosmic soul bonds.”

get the fuck away from me and start taking your meds lmao pls.

#9 times out of 10 they’re a new-age nahzee #f*ck off t*rfs #|| the disciple || #ex catholic #exvangelical #ex cult #PIMO #ex christian #atheist #ex traditionalist #leftism #exmo #ex religious #ex fundie #deconversion #extian #deconstructing christianity #ex fundamentalist #leaving the church #progressive politics #apostate

[2-sleepy-for-this]

A Father’s Love

I got this prompt a bit ago from @lycaclientt ! I always love some good ol’ found family and angst so here’s a little one shot about it!

also I’ve been pretty busy lately so my next writing pieces (chapters for something to remember and our little brother) may take longer than expected to come out but have this while you wait! :)

tw ~ misunderstanding, grabbing, unintentional fear play, talk of humans, angst (it gets better tho)

word count ~ 1.5k

“IM NOT LIKE YOU, IM HUMAN!”

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Fundy knew that he’d never had a normal childhood. He didn’t even have a family until Wilbur had found him when he was five. Of course, that didn’t make his life any more normal. 

Wilbur was a borrower.

Fundy didn’t care about that, though. Wilbur was still his father, even if he could fit in the palm of his hand.

It had all started when the thunderstorm did. Years ago, there was a thunderstorm that scared him so badly that he had left the safety of his box in an alleyway and tried to find some form of shelter from this terrifying storm.

Eventually, he had stumbled into an old abandoned house. It was easy to sneak into when the door was falling off its hinges already. Rain pelted against the cracked windows as Fundy tried finding any place in the house to muffle the sounds blaring in his sensitive ears. He had passed the kitchen and dining room. They were too open, too many windows showcasing the sudden blasts of light outside. 

Fundy ended up stopping in the living room and huddling up on the old dusty couch. It looked rat infested with holes in the fabric and foam, but he couldn’t complain.

He fell asleep after a few minutes but he could’ve never expected what happened next. 

Apparently, once he’d gone to sleep, a large colony of borrowers came from the walls. They didn’t seem to react so kindly when they noticed a human walking around their safe haven.

Later in his life, Fundy would hear about how eager his colony was to get rid of him back then. Luckily, one borrower in the colony thought differently.

Wilbur soot.

His father.

Not biologically, of course, but as soon as Wilbur saw the scruffy, dirty human child, he fell in love and knew he couldn’t let anything happen to him. 

From that day forward, Fundy became part of the colony. Well, at least to Wilbur, he was. Everyone else didn’t like him very much, either completely untrusting or scared of him.

However, once they realized how valuable he was, able to do things more efficiently and faster than any borrower, more of the colony accepted him.

Even as a child, Fundy was able to farm in the backyard easily because of his size.

Even over a decade later, Fundy was able to farm easily because of his size. But he didn’t want to.

Can you blame him? It just got so boring after a few years. 

When Wilbur gave him one of the rooms in the old house and helped him get clean and have food, Fundy started to look like an average kid.

Eventually, he found a school and friends, just like a normal kid. Everything was how he dreamed it would be.

Until he went home.

Home to his colony in an old house where he had to do his chores, gardening and doing whatever else they couldn’t do just because he was human.

It was fine, though. Until Wilbur grounded him for seeing his friends.  

All he wanted to do was go out with his friends so when Wilbur said no for no reason, he snuck out, let any other teenager would! 

Wilbur found out when he’d been seen sneaking into his bedroom window and made the colony think there was an intruder. The leaders were very angry that the colony was put on lockdown for a false human intrusion. But nothing compared to how Wilbur felt.

He was angry, Fundy could tell just by his posture, and the stern look on his face confirmed it.

His dad tried yelling at him, scolding him for risking himself and scaring the colony… it only heated up from there.

“We’ll it’s not like I have to try hard to scare the colony.”

“What is that supposed to mean, Fundy?”

“I mean, look at me! I don’t belong here. "

“Of course you do. You’re my son. "

“I’m only here because I’m useful! Otherwise I would’ve been thrown out years ago!”

“That’s not true… I wanted you to be my son because I love you. It doesn’t matter what your size is…”

Wilbur started to get nervous. In all the years Fundy had been with him, he’d never acted out like this. Wilbur watched as Fundy crossed his arms, subconsciously moving closer to his small father, looming over him. Wilbur…

Wilbur was scared.

Scared of his son.

Scared of what his son could do to him.

“Fundy…I-I think you should go to your room… to calm down. "

Fundy didn’t listen.

“It does matter what my size is, I’m not a borrower, dad! I’m not part of the colony!”

Fundy moved closer, only a few inches from Wilbur, before he bent down and reached for his father, looking so small compared to his hand.

“I’m what the colony is supposed to hide from!”

Wilbur felt the giant fingers wrap around his waist as his son lifted him off the ground.

Fundy pulled his father inches from his face.

“IM NOT LIKE YOU, IM HUMAN!”

Wilbur flinched hard at his loud voice. Fundy could feel the fluttering of his small heart against his fingertips. 

Fundy looked down at his father, struggling helplessly in his hand, and his eyes widened.

“D-dad?”

Wilbur’s eyes snapped to his. They were full of fear while his struggles continued.

Then Fundy realized… in all the years that he’s been with the colony, he’s never held a borrower before, and the feeling of holding his father’s life in his hands made him realize just how small he really was.

“Fundy, p-please put me down.”

His father pleaded with him, and a wave of guilt and remorse crashed into him. He slowly lowered Wilbur to the ground, watching him stumble back as soon as he was set on even ground.

Fundy opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out. He didn’t know what he could say.

The only thing Fundy could think to do in that moment was stand to his full height and walk to his room, closing the door behind him.

It took Wilbur a few minutes to calm himself down, but soon he was walking to Fundy’s door. He’s ashamed to say he hesitated to ring the bell that announced Fundy of his presence.

Fundy’s door opened but not to the terrifying human Wilbur expected to see… instead it was his son, teary-eyed and seeming smaller than Wilbur ever thought he could be. Like he was a little scared homeless kid again.

Wilbur’s heart melted at the sight, beckoning him closer as Fundy leaned down, kneeling on the floor to hear what his father came to say.

“Fundy…”

There was a slight waver in his voice when he spoke and Fundy caught it, his shoulders dropping more.

“Come here… you’re okay,”

Wilbur reached his arms up in the air, not unlike a toddler asking to be picked up. Fundy was confused but very carefully scooped his father up in an open palm, as if waiting for a protest.

When none came, he slowly brought his hand closer to his chest until Wilbur reached out and grabbed at the fabric of his shirt.

To any normal human, it would just look like a teenager holding his hand to his chest, but looking closer, you’d see a purring borrower cupped carefully in shaking hands, holding onto the fabric of a baggy band shirt like his life depended on it. 

“I-I’m so sorry, dad”

“I know… it’s okay, I’m right here… I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”

Fundy seemed to shake more at that. He’d acted out and almost hurt him. He’d yelled at him and grabbed him… yet his father seemed completely relaxed in his hands now, held against his chest.

Tears fell from his eyes as he squeezed his hand to his chest so very gently to press his father closer to himself… he’s never hugged Wilbur before, there was always a slight barrier between them, always slightly distant, shying from each others touch.

But now, being so close, both of them thought that maybe it wasn’t so bad… maybe they’d have to do this more often.

Slowly Fundy drifted off while leaning against the wall, still holding Wilbur in his hands. Soon after Wilbur saw this, he too closed his eyes and slept, head resting against where he could feel his son’s heartbeat.

It was the best both of them had slept in a long time, and if Wilbur started going to Fundy’s room before bed after that, no one said anything.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ hope you enjoyed, it was bit hard to write since there was so many ways it could’ve gone but I’m happy with how it turned out :D

#giant/tiny #g/t community #g/t #mcyt g/t #tiny!wilbur #t!wilbur #giant!fundy #g!fundy #We love angst #And fluff too #…sometimes #<3

[goose-onthe-loose]

A Short Poem About Leaving Religion

Now that I'm officially a sinner

Everything I do

Tastes as sweet as Eve's first

Crisp apple

A miracle of my own making.

#ex religious #ex jew #otd #exmormon #ex christian #ex jw #ex muslim #offthederech #ex fundamentalist #ex fundie #exvangelical #exvie #poets on tumblr #my poetry #original poetry #original poem #wearing a t shirt while walking to the mailbox is a sin #and i'm ok with that

[colossal-red]

Crafty Fox

TW: A smidgen of fear, overall tame I believe

WC: 670-ish maybe

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Day #1

Date: November 16th

Charlie told me before leaving the last house that making something called a ‘Journal’ might be a good distraction for me as I move onto my next house… personally I don’t see the appeal but I don’t have much else to do in between staying alive. He gave me this leather-bound book that had some pretty good craftsmanship, never would have expected that of the joker.

Anyway... today was a new day, for a new start.

After a treacherous journey of stowing away in a human car, as they call it, I eventually found myself in a new house… it seems simple enough, one bedroom, kitchen, living room, two bathrooms, and an attic that didn’t seem very lived in… perhaps this human had moved in recently, it doesn’t matter to me…

I need to be careful this time… if I’m seen I don’t know if I’ll be able to make it too a new home. I’ve been working on something that might allow me to traverse the house with ease… but that’s a pretty big might hehe…

I’d stick around and write more, imaginary audience… but I really need to get a layout of the house.

Til later, I guess.

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Shit shit shit shit.

The human came back suddenly, they’d left the house earlier presumably to do some shopping and now they’re here… I’ve huddled down in a cabinet… but I haven’t a clue how long this hiding spot will last…

He seems to be busy thankfully… not checking this cabinet… sadly there wasn’t anything good in this place. Only a strangely sugary cube thing… it’s soft and squishy, maybe it’d make a good pillow of some kind… if it doesn’t get too sticky…

Fuck it got a sticky mess in my fur, great.

Update once I think it’s safe.

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Alright I’ve settled down again.

I’m back in the attic, these vents are surprisingly easy to navigate through… I’ve found myself a nice cardboard box I could set up in, and have taken the sticky cube back up… I’ve seen a few of these before but they’re hard to get, they don’t exactly get left out.

Anyway, the kitchen… it’s a basic kitchen, a fridge set up next to three counters with an Island in the middle; Not to mention the microwave resting on the counter farthest from the fridge and the stove beside that on the other wall.

Below I’ll draw a picture for… myself, jeez you’d think I was going crazy with thinking anyone other than myself would read this.

Tomorrow I’m going to check out the humans bedroom… I don’t think I’ll be spending that much time there but it’s still important. Maybe I can borrow some of the fabric from that sweater of his to make a blanket… I get the feeling this winter is going to be cold as fuck.

Besides with how bright that yellow is he kinda deserves to get a hole in it y’know?

It’s hard to keep my eyes open… so I’m going to end this off with a checklist for tomorrow, good night Fundy.

P.S. oddly comforting to read my own name being spoken good night too… anyway.

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Authors Note: Andddd Cut!

Heya everyone!

Colossal-Red here, it’s… been a while to say the least XD

I’m sorry for having been on hiatus recently, and I know y’all have probably been wanting new content for my au’s…

Sadly I still don’t have all that much time to write, I really really really wanted to write something though so I mustered up the time to write this short journal entry :3

However with the lil amount of time I might have to continue this series… I won’t be able to complete or continue any of the other au’s, such as SRBF, TinyHunt, Tubbee, The Mark, Etc…

I do hope to return to those au’s at some point… but as of now it’d be impossible.

So… I can only hope this post will satisfy y’all’s hunger for some of my writing if anyone missed me xd

Until tomorrow… maybe.

Also- @kayla-crazy-stuffs @poprockpanda @brick-a-doodle-do tell the rest of the family like Squishy as well cuz I can’t find their @ xd

#tiny!fundy #mcyt g/t #mcyt gt #giant!unknown #the return #crafty fox au #tiny!slimecicle #technically #this is really shit #but y’know what *posts it anyway*

[melissart-s]

“Broken Bond: Something we’ll try to repair” is now out on AO3! 

In a world where giants and human supposedly live in collaboration, but all rumours have not been cleared, Tommy is sent to a new foster home. Thinking this is going to be the death of him, he finds refuge in his long time friend. However, making friends over internet and biases leads to revelation at the worst time of his life. Having nowhere to go, Tommy stays with another giant, and the broken family he left will learn a few things about perspective.

AO3 link

There it is! The complementary/alternative route to @oh-i-need-a-name 's fic! Updates weekly on Tuesdays or Wednesday! :D Hope you enjoy!!

#art #comic #monochrome #g/t #giant/tiny #mcyt g/t #tommyinnit #tommyinnit dsmp #ranboo #ranboo fanart #fundy #fundy fanart #tubbo #tubbo fanart #wilbur dsmp #philza #technoblade

[croissantatwaitrose]

Today marks the 1 year anniversary of this blog, so to celebrate, for the first time in AGES… HERE’S A FIC!

Nothin too special or original.. just some giant!slime happening to find a tiny!quackity and uh… yeah y’all know the drill ☺️

C/Ws: vore, sorta fearplay, mouthplay blah blah blah all of that

Great. Just fantastic. Of course he managed to piss off all the wrong people, and get himself shrunk down. Quackity sighed. It wasn’t the first time it’d happened, and knowing his luck? It sure as hell wouldn’t be the last. He hoped, even with his shit luck, that he wouldn’t run into any of the wrong people, ones he’d pissed off or not. In fact, he had just decided that he did not want to see anybody until he had returned to his normal height, which was convenient timing to hear that familiar enthusiastic voice behind him.

“Hello Quackity from Las Nevadas! …you are Quackity from Las Nevadas, right?” The one time he did not want to see Slime. Again. Just fantastic. Quackity turned around to see the goopy man kneeling down to get a good look at him.

“Oh good! I knew it was you!” Quackity did admire how, no matter the circumstances, Slime always had that bright sparkle of life in his eye, even behind glasses. It never faded away, and it was the one thing that made him look remotely human. Still, as much as he admired the good spirits the slime hybrid possessed, he’d have to crush them here and now.

The thing was, Quackity had, in the little time and privacy that he got, researched on Slime’s species after the last time he’d been shrunk, and Slime had been acting oddly around him. He’d found out that slime hybrids were prone to experiencing intense predatory instincts, especially towards those of smaller species. What that essentially meant was Slime could and would eat him then and there, mercilessly. Slime wouldn’t have any idea what he was doing either, and slime hybrids, when they spot a vulnerable prey, intentionally or not, could very easily persuade that prey into doing exactly what they want. He didn’t exactly fear Slime, but he knew he needed to stay away from him.

“Look, Slime. I need to be away from people until this stupid fucking potion wears off. No offence, but that still most definitely includes you, and I hate to say it ‘n all, but especially you.” Slime frowned, not really understanding.

“But… you need me to take you back to Las Nevadas, don’t you? I mean, it’d take ages for you to get anywhere at that height!”

There it was, Quackity noted. The subtle persuasion. And although he hated to say it, Slime was right. Where they were currently? Ages away from anywhere, and that problem would be quintupled for Quackity.

“I… suppose you’re right. Take me back with you then.” Quackity tried to ignore his own instincts screaming to run away as he climbed onto the slime hybrid’s hand. To his slight surprise though, Slime didn’t act upon any instinct he may or may not have been having either, and instead walked at a leisurely pace while babbling about god-knows-what.

Quackity took that as an opportunity to get lost in his own thoughts. Well, he was certainly having thoughts of jumping off Slime’s palm, but that would even more certainly break every bone in his body if he did so. So he ruled that possibility out. Or maybe, just maybe, he’d manage to get all the way back to Las Nevadas without being eaten - or better yet - until he was back to his normal height. Quackity didn’t want to just wait to see how things played out, but it was pretty much the only thing he could do.

He had been lost in his thoughts for so long that he hadn’t even noticed his slimy companion going silent. His walking had slowed a little, too.

“You okay-”

Slime quickly cut him off.

“Have you ever wondered what it’s like to have someone inside of you, Quackity?” No use of full name. Definitely suspicious. He scoffed nervously.

“Depends uh… what type you mean.”

“I think you know exactly what I mean.”

There was a long pause.

“I suppose not.. not really. No.”

“I think about it a lot, Quackity.” His expression was unreadable. Blank.

“Was there a point in asking me this?”

Slime suddenly tightened and readjusted his grip, holding Quackity tightly in his fist. The duck man had the air knocked out of him, now he could barely breathe at all.

“S-slime please let me go- you have no idea what you’re doing!”

“Sure. I can let you go.”

Slime held Quackity over his mouth. It was then that the winged man noticed that the slime hybrid was drooling. Panic swept over him in that moment. How long had he been suppressing this??

“Oh shit- not like that!” Quackity yelled out, but it was already too late. Slime had already dropped him in his mouth. And it was a lot more… wet than he had expected - but then again - he wasn’t sure what he had expected anyway.

He didn’t have time to ask himself that, though, as the even wetter tongue immediately assaulted him: spinning him around, licking him all over, pinning him to the roof of his mouth - Slime was clearly enjoying himself. The loud rumbling of the slime hybrid’s stomach made him even more nervous. He couldn’t taste that good… could he?

Things were going quite fast though. Before he knew it, he was being swallowed to the growling depths below. He tried to squirm frantically, but it made no difference, other than making Slime purr. Was Slime walking now? Maybe. Quackity couldn’t really tell. All he knew was that he wanted to get out of there. He didn’t even know how safe he was, but based off of the situation at hand, he assumed that he wasn’t safe at all.

He chose to fight back rather than wait to find out. He shoved at a stomach wall, but all that happened was his hand going into the stomach wall. Quackity hadn’t even considered that was possible. He would’ve thought that was cool, if it weren’t for the fact he was incredibly scared for his life.

What wasn’t cool was that he could feel Slime patting at him. The fuck? Did he really have to rub it in (punintended 😛)?

So he was trapped in here and he couldn’t struggle? Fantastic.

~~~woo timeskip of 2 hours my bestie~~~

After what seemed like decades later, the walking stopped, then a slight gravity shift occurred. Quackity hadn’t even noticed or cared, he was just so bored of being trapped in this little space. Around ten minutes passed with nothing happening. Then, a hand plunged into Slime’s stomach, and poked around until it found the duck man. This, Quackity did notice. The hand grabbed him, and it was then that Quackity realised it wasn’t a hand at all, but a paw. A fox paw. Fundy had come to save him? How did he even know Quackity was there?

Fundy not-so-gently yanked Quackity out of there. Fundy’s paw and the whole of the duck man were coated in green slime. He patted Fundy’s paw as a non-verbal thanks, before looking around for Slime. He was asleep on a chair. Bastard.

(We are NOT going to talk about how I didn’t proofread this… okay)

#croissant’s writings #tw vore #tiny!quackity #giant!slime #giant!slimecicle #IM BACKKKKKK #DID Y’ALL MISS ME? #also something not pred Wilbur for once?? incredible for me #I do love pred slime too tho.. so.. #FUN STUFFS #giant!fundy #ig??? #1 year anniversary #tumblr milestone #tumblr 1 year anniversary #blog birthday #WOOOOO #WHAT A YEAR OF THIS BLOG IT HAS BEEN #dsmp g/t #dsmp vore #dsmp vore quackity #dsmp vore slime

[cr0g-0]

Long awaited! Arcadia Act 1 is finally out! Clocking in at 3477 words is finally complete! I am so so happy that people have supported me through out this writing process-this will be a very world buildy fic so I hope you enjoy each part I write!

No trigger warnings for this one! Please enjoy!

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Arcadia Act 1: Press Play

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It was a warm and calm summer day. The air was humid and the sky was a bright blue and the cicadas hummed and buzzed.

Wilbur stared out the window, looking at the telephone pole while he waited for the light to turn green again so he could get home.

He had been doing some shopping and he just wanted to go home after being out and about since five thirty in the morning.

He squinted his eyes, humming in thought as he read the sign aloud to himself.

“Yard…sale…closes twelve fifteen…” he glanced at the clock in his dash before shrugging as he changed his turn signal to the right. He’d swing by, take a few pictures and maybe buy something.

Though he did have to hurry he had a little over twenty minutes before the yard sale allegedly closed.

He looked up at the light and put his foot back on the gas, looking carefully for the address of the house and smiling a little. It was obvious which house it was and thankfully he was able to park.

He unbuckled his seatbelt and hopped out of his car, heading over to the yard sale.

The old man at the sale gave him a polite smile before going back to most likely reading the paper or looking for coupons in the newspaper.

Wilbur paid no mind though as he searched for video games and other childish shit. His friend Fundy said he wanted a cool game to try and code and who was he to not try and provide?

He hummed, picking up boxes as he went through each paper, file and folder. Each time he finished a box he checked his watch.

12:09…

He cursed quietly under his breath. “Damn Fundy’s gonna be dissapointed…”

“Need any help mate?” Wilbur jumped a little and turned around to see the old man running the sale.

Wilbur gave him a sheepish grin and nodded. “Uh-Y-eah-“ he cleared his throat and tried to make himself look a little less awkward than he felt.

“Do you have any video games?”

The man laughed and slapped a hand on his shoulder that he immediately tried to shrug off as the man led him over to the makeshift register he had.

“I’m given’ those away with everything bought! If you just want a video game I’d be delighted to let you look through the bin!”

Wilbur’s eyes widened and his mouth went ajar only for him to close it and nod quickly. “I-I’ll uh-give it a look thanks-“

The man smiled although…something felt off to Wilbur about it…he was sure it was just his imagination though.

He wasted no time rifling through title after title of popular games until he stumbled across to games he’d never heard of.

Arcadia and The Bird and His Chicks.

The second one sounded too childish but the other one sounded perfect. It was interesting and cool. He got up and walked over to the man. “I found one uh-can I just-“

The old man shook his head and Wilbur opened his mouth to speak again but he was cut off. “It’s free! Why don’t you take the other games as well.”

Before he could say anything the man was gone.

Huh. Not that he’d expect any less weird a service from a yard sale though. At least he was getting a free game-maybe two if Fundy took pity on him and gave him the game he coded.

He headed over to the game box and grabbed the second, more childish game. He’d give it to Fundy and see if he could make it interesting and worth playing.

With all that settled he headed to his car and unlocked it before starting up the car. One glance at the yard sale sent a chill up his spine however.

The guy in charge of the yard sale was just standing there waving. As if they were both close friends. It felt uncomfortable and he was about ready to speed away.

Of course he didn’t though-he just tried to act normal till he reached the main roads. He wouldn’t speed in a suburban area where there may be kids after all.

He just grit his teeth and bared it as he drove out onto the main street and put into his gps his address. Taking out his phone while he waited for the light to change.

He dialed up Fundy and put it on speaker before going back to driving. “Hey Fundy I got you some creepy games I’ve never heard of!”

“Really? What does that mean?” Fundy asked.

“You’ll find out when you swing by to pick up one of the games. I’m playing one though, ok?”

The coder on the other end huffed. “Really? Why can’t I have both and then give you the games!”

“Cause I bought them and because I said so.” Wilbur laughed and turned onto his street. “Now come over in…an hour? Hour thirty at the latest.”

A few key clicks on the other end told Wilbur he was just trying to write down in his calendar the time frame he should head over in. The ginger often did that when Wilbur didn’t give him an exact time.

“Alright, got it! See you soon.” Fundy hung up and Wilbur pulled into his driveway with a smile. He unbuckled his seat belt and grabbed the games.

Unlocking the door, he headed over to the trunk and popped it, tossing the games in one of the grocery bags before unloading them.

Slowly but surely he brought all the bags in and began to unload them, shoving cans into his cabinets and putting anything that would go bad if left out in the fridge before he pulled his games out.

Well he had options. Play the game before Fundy came over so he knew which one he wanted to keep or he could wait for him….

He hummed as he kept putting away his groceries into the cabinets and then into his fridge.

Should he eat now or wait? He could wait. He wouldn’t mind making some lunch if Fundy was hungry and besides-it’d give him a reason to neaten the house up.

With that thought in mind he began to go around the house and open the blinds and windows up a crack. The summer breeze felt nice and he took a deep breath in. The house felt lighter and it certainly felt less cold.

Less lonely.

He smiled and flicked on the fan to keep airing the room out before he headed back into his kitchen and grabbed the two games.

They were certainly old and they felt dusty…but that wasn’t what felt off. He couldn’t pinpoint it but they felt cold in a wrong way.

He ran a thumb over the scratchy case with the tape label on it and hummed. He glanced at the more childish one.

It was bright and it looked more official. More workable for Fundy who by all means was going to make the game into…well it’d be more of an interesting game. He set the disc case down and hurried to grab a piece of paper.

Rifling through his messy drawers for a pen, he grabbed the first one he found and scribbled on the paper to test it before starting to write it out.

‘I’m upstairs. This games your’s. I wanna try the cool one out first though. -Wilbur p.s-Make this game cool seems a bit childish for me-make it intriguing’

He put the pen down and grabbed some masking tape before attaching the note to the case as he headed towards the stairs.

Fundy didn’t know his garage code so he’d be going in through the front door with his spare key. He made sure the game was somewhere visible before he dashed up the stairs.

He went to his office before turning the door knob and heading inside, closing it behind him with a soft click as he headed to his desk and pulled out his chair. He took the game out of the case and brought it to his open window, blowing off the layer of dust coating it.

God, every part of these games was ancient-from the casing to the game itself, it was coated in so much dust you’d think it’d be millennia old…

Yet it was, from what the small date inscribed on the disc said, only fifteen or so years old.

He headed to his desk and sat down, pulling the faux leather chair up to the desk before he bent down and put the disc in the reader.

After that he powered up his computer, the tell tale buzz it made had seemed like a problem years ago but, since it hadn’t exploded or anything, he kept it and now it was routine to hear it when he booted up the monitor.

He pulled his mouse pad out and set the mouse on it, grabbing his keyboard so it was closer to him as he typed in his password.

Once he was logged in, he went to the discs icon on the desktop and clicked it a few times before a pop up opened.

‘Are you sure you want to open this game? :)’

He raised a brow and paused, glancing over at his door. Maybe he should wait till Fundy got here to ask about this. It didn’t make sense. Usually when he bought an old game it gave him a normal file open question-

Never had his computer asked about opening specifically a game and he had especially never put a goddamn emoticon smiley-

Still. He was just a bit curious. So against better logic and reasoning, he clicked on the ‘run file’ button and waited for it to load up, tapping his foot before crossing it across his other leg as he waited.

He knew the game was old but prime-was it supposed to take this long? He didn’t think it should be-other games he had bought second hand loaded up comparatively faster than this.

He leaned in, the screen beginning to dully flicker back to a color and he blinked a few times. Huh.

He was met with a barely palatable red screen that faded into a cartoonish battle field with a castle in the background, an imposing, maniacal figure loomed behind it, just an evil look was visble from the shadow.

In the front was a man with a dark, billowing cloak. ‘He was totally the hero-‘ he smiled to himself a bit. He couldn’t see the color of the hair, covered by a green hat.

Honestly the guy looked like a tropical bird in a way. The bright, saturated green went well with the pitch black cloak. They seemed to glimmer like a shining sky.

He found himself entranced by the whole scene before him. The game must be well designed-hell- he was sure it had some better art than most games he played lately.

He clicked the cartoonish start button and was brought to a character screen.

And the best part was that the art was still gorgeous. He found himself unable to take his eyes off the character art. The one that grabbed his attention was the picture for the leader trait. Obviously the art was meant to be as blank a canvas as possible for the player.

But it still drew him in as he stared at it. The cape was only to one side and covered half the shoulder but the pose was confident and the shirt was almost all white aside glittering gold speckled near the hem.

It was like the opposite of a night sky. Like if the blue sky held glittering golden stars and the night held nothing but inky black.

The rest of the options were ever so slightly grayed out-and that was a little weird-he would admit it was odd that all the traits were seemingly locked but he shrugged it off-

Maybe it was just some game file glitch. He’d get Fundy to look at it for him later.

He clicked on the icon for the trait he wanted and clicked the yes button when it asked to confirm.

The screen blacked out and all that was left was a faint glow. Wilbur frowned. He really hoped that it wasn’t broken-

He brought a hand up to the screen and pressed his palm against it. He jumped away, falling to the floor once he saw how it practically absorbed his hand.

“What the fuuuuuuuuuck..”

He slowly pushed himself off the ground and back up to his desk, looking at the screen in wonder before putting his hand through the screen again. It was…strange feeling but cool.

He moved his second hand to the screen cautiously before pushing them both through, his arms all the way in his computer.

This was some insane shit. He pushed in a little more before letting out a yelp as he was pulled through the screen by-by something he couldn’t even see.

He shut his eyes tight until he landed with a thud and he groaned, a bright light most likely above him. Maybe he just died. That would suck but he wouldn’t rule that out.

He began to peek open his eyes before he saw a crystal blue sky above him, large green leaves and trees soaring high above him.

His eyes fully opened as he stared in amazement at the stunning, lush world around him.

He pushed up off the ground and looked around him, trying to find where his computer was.

To no avail.

Great.

Just great he was jumanjied into a fucking video game-could it get any worse?

Loud booming thuds shook the earth around and he already felt the dread pooling in his chest. He should have waited till Fundy had shown up…

The sounds grew louder as birds began to quiet and leaves started to fall from their branches as Wilbur got onto his feet and made a slow creep towards the treeline.

Once he had hidden about three trees away from the clearing he had been in he waited patiently for…whatever that was to come through. He expected machinery with how hellishly loud it was.

He was proved wrong when he saw a giant boot and a loud, booming voice. “God damn it we lost it!”

“But-But I saw it here sir! It wasn’t moving at all!”

There was a loud growl heard and Wilbur began to back away from the scene.

He had to find a way out of here that-that was not normal-none of this was normal-

He jolted and let out half a scream before his mouth was covered and the rest of his body was dragged back.

He tried to shout out for help, his voice muffled while he grappled at the hand over his mouth.

His assailant stopped before shushing him as he was dragged further and further away from where he started. Into an unfamiliar world full of giants. Great.

The rest of the way to wherever was silent, the only sound was the dragging and occasional noises and struggles from Wilbur.

Abruptly, he was dropped to the ground and he groaned out in pain, rubbing the back of his head as he looked up.

The first thing he noticed about his attacker was the fact that he looked young.

The second was that he looked like he was fighting using guerilla warfare.

He wasn’t sure what he should be worried about.

“Get up bitch-you’re lucky I saved your dumb ass.” The kid crossed his arms and looked at Wilbur expectantly.

Wilbur got to his feet and looked at the kid in annoyance. “You grabbed me from behind and dragged me from where I was hiding.”

The blond grabbed the front of Wilbur’s shirt and tugged him in. “And hiding isn’t ever enough-god every time I think you guys can’t get any dumber you do!”

He shoved the other back and let out an offended noise. “I’m right here I’m not fucking deaf you asshat-jeez sorry I didn’t know there were fucking giants I just got here!”

He crossed his arms, looking away from the kid. What right did he have to call him an idiot…

“You aren’t from here…?”

The voice sounded confused and all the previous anger sounded like it had been drained.

“No! If I knew about those-those things I would have ran into the forest a lot lot faster!”

He turned around to face the boy only to get tackled to the ground in a hug.

“FUCK YES! Oh my gods holy shit!! You-You’re from Earth right? Real life? Where there aren’t giants??”

The boys eyes shone with joy as he hugged Wilbur much tighter.

“Y-Yes-” he winced and he fumbled while trying to shove him off. “Now please get off of me-getting jumanjied into a game is a tiring affair.”

The boy eagerly got off and gestured upward. Wilbur’s gaze followed and he raised a brow before looking at the blonde for answers.

“First we head up to my treefort. We’ll get picked up by a friend soon. Then we can talk m’kay?”

Wilbur shook his head. “First names then you explain what the hell is happening.”

The blonde boy headed to the otherside of the tree the fort rested on and Wilbur could only assume the ladder was there.

A head poked out from behind it. “Name’s Tommy! Yours?”

“Wilbur. Thanks for saving me back there Tommy.”

He headed around and found that his assumption about the ladder was correct. He followed Tommy up and once inside he sat down on the blanketed floor.

“Now explain to me what is happening please-”

Tommy shrugged. “Well you got sucked into the game you put on your computer yeah?”

He nodded his head.

“Well congrats-you’ve joined the club! There are three people now! My friend, you, and me!”

Wilbur’s eyes widened. “Wait wait-this game has done this before??”

The kid nodded his head. “Mhm. You read the plot of the game right?”

Wilbur didn’t respond right away before giving a half hearted shrug. “I read some of it. Not all of it though.”

“Well…Then we’re in the same boat-”

The kid laughed and punched his shoulder, still laughing. Wilbur rubbed at his shoulder.

“You’ll fit in here Wilbur! I think we’ll be great friends.”

He didn’t want to fit in. He wanted to go home. Fundy would lose his shit without Wilbur-they were best friends.

Best friends don’t disappear without a trace after they invite a friend over-

“How do I get out of here?”

Tommy laughing died down and he blinked, looking just as confused as earlier.

“That’s a good question. I don’t know.”

Tommy’s smile reappeared while Wilbur tried to contain his mounting feelings of horror.

“But y’know big man-it isn’t bad here! I promise-it’s fine-!”

Wilbur just looked at him as if he was insane before grasping his hair tight, tugging it. “Holy fuck-I-I cannot be stuck here! I can’t! I have my own life!”

The brunette noted how Tommy’s face seemed to fall and grow sad. Only then did he realize that because Tommy was like him, that the kid had a family.

Tommy probably wanted his life back too. Before he could apologize-maybe even find out more about the kid, there was a loud shout from below the tree house.

The blond scrambled over and poked his head down the hole.

“Tommy! The General is looking for you! Where the hell have you been?”

The voice sounded a lot older yet still younger than his own. He curiously looked through the hole to see a fierce, petrifying warrior with…pink hair. The hair was a bit of a surprise but the guy still looked bad ass.

“Sorry Commander-I was checking the place where you found me cause that’s what I always do y’know an-”

The warrior rolled his eyes and let out a growl or a grunting noise-Wilbur couldn’t tell. “Let me guess-you found that npc-” he pointed at Wilbur. “And decided to bring him here so he wouldn’t get killed by a giant?”

Wilbur glared and before Tommy could say anything, Wilbur lept to defend himself. “I’m not an npc! I’m from Earth!”

The pink haired warrior looked over at Tommy and raised a brow. All Tommy did was nod.

“I got jumanjied here I swear-”

The warrior narrowed his eyes before nodding his head slowly. “A pop culture reference. Alright…I’ll believe you since no one else here would know that movie.”

Tommy grinned and finally spoke again. He looked at Wilbur. “That’s the Commander-He only tells people his name when he trusts them. I’m sure he’ll tell you soon though. Now let's go!”

Wilbur looked confused. “Go where?”

The kid smiled a bright, pride filled grin. “To the center of the revolution.”

#mcyt g/t #tiny!wilbur #mcyt g/t community #arcadia au #smog writes #tiny!tommy #tiny!fundy

[cyncerity]

Hi hello charlie slimecicle enthusiast here i love it when he just stretches and condenses

Hes a goopy man, a goopy gamer if you will

The sludging slimer

The glunky guy

The-oh fudge muffins im in a loOP

MY SCRIMBLO FR

have some old doodles from the Flubber AU while I work on an actual story for it 💖💖

#THIS AU BROKE ME OUT OF WRITERS BLOCK LETS GOOOO #cyncerity #mcyt gt #mcyt g/t #Flubber AU #tiny!slimecicle #tiny!charlie #tiny!fundy #giant!quackity #cyn art

[spurgie-cousin]

ok I'm watching Alyssa & Katie's pregnancy Q&A here's what stuck out or what I just want to bitch about:

1. Weirdest craving: Alyssa's was bbq chips on a sandwich, which Katie said 'ew', and her's was spicy 'Ray-man' (Ramen) noodles with peanut butter M&Ms (way grosser imho than chip sandwiches, which actually sound good). In a later question they say they both have been craving Little Cesar's pizza and crazy bread.

2. Most unexpected thing about pregnancy/postpartum: both agree that they had no idea how constipated they'd be from the medications they have to take lol. Katie is so embarrassed admitting this that he ears turn red and says she starts sweating (oh my sweet summer child). Alyssa says for postpartum it was just all the pain and soreness that lingers for so long.

3. One thing that's not talked about that you wish you were prepared for: Katie says she wasn't prepared for so much interrupted sleep during pregnancy, she expected her sleep issues to begin after the baby was born. Alyssa says post partum, she had crazy night sweats that she was not at all anticipating.

4. Hardest thing to give up while pregnant: Alyssa says sex, especially in your first trimester when you're nauseous, she says that's when she has the hardest time doing the deed and misses it. Katie turns bright red and says "I can't believe you said that!", I say hell yea Alyssa for admitting you miss the D. Katie gets too embarrassed to even answer.

5. How to deal with stretch marks: Alyssa says she doesn't worry about it so much because she believes them to be genetic (I'm inclined to agree with her but not sure tbh). Katie says she just rubs herself down with every product she can find every night just in case one of them works lol.

6. Worst part of postpartum: Alyssa again says that she misses getting some on the regular which, kudos to her libido tbh. I mean I get it, those hormone fluctuations have to suck when you can't act on them lol, Katie is again visibly uncomfy of course (on one hand I get why, on the other it's not like Alyssa is going into vivid detail or anything but whatever).

7. (Just for Katie) What has been the most surprising part of pregnancy for you?: Katie literally says that she was surprised pregnancy wasn't more..............glamorous. Which I find to just be an absolutely absurd thing for someone who's known so many pregnant women to say, like do they all really communicate this little about what it's actually like??? She actually says that she thought it was going to be all cute bump photos and outfits and now that she's sick and struggles to put on makeup most mornings she's having a rude awakening like, I'm sorry I know she's young and ignorant but this has to be one of the most completely ignorant things I've heard any of them say. If there's anything these bozos should at least be partial experts on its babies and pregnancy, and none of Katie's sisters have had 'glamorous' pregnancies?? That one got me riled up lol.

8. (For Alyssa) if this is going to be your last pregnancy, how do you plan to prevent other pregnancies in the future?: She isn't sure and says she's still looking into her options for now. She cuts her answer short by saying this question might actually be a little too personal which ??? you just mentioned your (apparently vigorous) sex life not once but twice and I don't get how that's any less personal, especially in your corner of the Christian universe, but ok (I guess maybe baby prevention could really be that much more taboo than even openly talking about sex).

9. A pregnant follower who's afraid of tearing asks Alyssa if she's ever experienced it: Alyssa says yes, esp with her first baby she had to get stitches. Katie says tearing and aftercare are her worst fears along with pooping during birth. Alyssa says she's also afraid of pooping and it's happened to her once so far (don't get me wrong I love that she's being so candid but again how is this less personal than birth control).

10. Is sex weird when you're pregnant?: Alyssa is again the only one that answers, Katie gets red and looks away from the camera (oh c'mon Katie). Alyssa says yes, when you're 9 months pregnant and huge sometimes you gotta get creative (that made me lol).

11. Is it normal for husbands and wives (in their world I'm assuming) to talk about the details of pregnancy?: Alyssa says it depends, and that some guys aren't as interested as others or maybe only overhear stuff that sisters are discussing with each other. Katie says she feels like she can talk openly with Travis about everything so far (which at first I was like great!), Alyssa jokes that Travis can watch this video to help prepare him. Katie says "omg no I'd be too embarrassed!!" and my previous optimism about their open communication deflates lol. At this point I'm like ok, I mean this in the nicest of ways but grow up tf Katie. Alyssa's mentioned MARRIED sex in the *vaguest* of terms and you haven't said anything even remotely scandalous (unless you count poop as scandalous), that shouldn't be embarrassing in front of your hubs of all people girl!!

12. How did you know you were ready to start having kids?: Alyssa says she doesn't know if she ever felt 100% ready and that she's not sure if that's even something that's possible (I agree!). She adds that as long as the circumstances are good, you can afford it, you're in a good place with your partner, and you're otherwise as prepared as you can be, just go for it if you know it's something you want for yourself (Katie doesn't answer but nods).

13. How do you avoid repeating baby names in such a large family?: Both Alyssa and Katie say repeating names or having similar names isn't something the family really worries about, because it's understood that with so many people, you're bound to run into duplicates or similarities at some point. They both seem very nonchalant about it and I wish all the people who think similar-sounding baby names cause big drama in their families could hear that lol.

14. Do you get annoyed when people touch your pregnant belly?: Both say no if it's family or good friends, but that they don't really like being touched by strangers or acquaintances as much and I'm totally with them there. I think it's weird as hell to just touch a stranger's stomach without consent. Katie says she's not comfortable telling people not to touch her though, so when it happens she just kind of stands there with a strained smile (aw).

15. Baby item that you don't think is useful or is silly: Alyssa says baby wipe warmer lol, which is always something I've thought is silly so it's good to have that confirmation. She says you're grabbing wipes on the run so much that it's not worth it to get your kids used to warm wipes bc they'll just freak out when they have to be changed elsewhere with cold ones. Katie says she has one on her registry and shopped for a long time to find the exact right one 😂

Overall I thought the video was super cute and entertaining, I love the dynamic between Alyssa and Katie where they're kind of polar opposites but really good friends. I really appreciated Alyssa's answers more than I expected, I think she's just gotten to that phase of life where she realizes it's silly to be uptight about things that are just facts of life and I can appreciate that.

Katie mentions being uncomfortable again in their sign-off and says that she talked about things in this video that she usually doesn't even talk to her sisters about, which again makes me a little sad bc I really hoped they'd be closer and more open than that (hopefully she's just saying for youtube because she's embarrassed and shy). I just think if that's true and she can't talk to her sisters about sex or bodily functions or pregnancy who can she talk to about that stuff, ya know? Travis I would hope, but she kinda kibosh'd that as well. They end with Alyssa promising they'll do it again, and that Katie won't be so bashful next time 😂

#im not shitting on katie for being shy btw i get why she is #my 31 y/o oversharing self kind of rolls my eyes at it but more than anything i just really hope its not true that she doesnt have anyone t #to talk to about the most intimate or private things in life #again i hope she was just saying things bc she was on youtube and feeling shy and that she actually can go to travis or her sisters about #sensitive stuff. bc i dont know how you function without someone for that its so important #if anything just to know someone gets you and youre not the only one whos experienced something yaknow #fundie youtube #alyssa webster #katie clark #the bates family

[wendy130]

Ayup Wendy, if you don't mind I'd love to request nomf art of Fundy-? (The other person can be whoever-)

Thanks in advance mate :D

Have a Big Red for your troubles-

🥤

// Can’t remember anymore but I’m pretty sure this was based off of Origin Mod SMP Fundy’s tendency to steal things.... or people in this case.

// Reblogs appreciated

#asks #old art from before disappearance #g/t vore #g/t mcyt vore #extreme cuddling #g/t Wilbur #g/t Fundy #g/t fluff #he's just annoyed don't worry lmao #doodles

[seraphimfall]

forever thinking about st. maria goretti.

she was 14 when she was threatened with rape by a 20 year old farmhand. when she fought against him, he stabbed her several times. she used her dying breath to forgive her attacker.

despite everything that happened— her struggle, her pain, her forgiveness of her murderer— she is remembered by the catholic church as a saint who would “rather die than commit a sin”.

the sin of what? being a victim? the sin of living in a world that teaches men they can hurt whoever they want? the sin of daring to say no?

forever thinking about st. maria goretti.

#|| hallowed ground || #tw || sa #f*ck off t*rfs #ex catholic #ex christian #exvangelical #ex religious #religious trauma #apostasy #religioncore #PIMO #catholic guilt #ex cult #apostate #ex fundie #deconvert #deconversion #extian #deconstructing christianity #leaving the church #losing my religion #ex fundamentalist

[plant-gt-thought-box]

BubbleGum Buzz- Chr 1.

Heeeey I finally finished the first chapter of my superhero AU! I'm also going to be posting this on AO3 early with additional easter eggs! Mainly little messages you can decode

Hope you guys like it!

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Tubbo flexed his fingers, double checking to make sure his new suit upgrades functioned and wouldn't have to worry about getting hurt. He took aim with his left arm at some old soda cans he had kept, and frowned when nothing came out of the small dispenser that was supposed to shoot out tiny darts. The brunet removed the armor piece from his arm and opened up the circuit board looking everything over and trying to figure out what was wrong this time.

Tubbo plugged the device into his computer and ran diagnostics, hoping to find out what the problem was. He had been out of action for a week now, and if he didn't get back out on the streets and start helping the heroes again he was never going to make a name for himself! Stupid weird electric villain frying his entire suit.

Suddenly, there was a very loud pigeon outside of his window cooing and ruffling their feathers trying to get his attention. Tubbo simply ignored the bird, focusing on his suit repairs. He then wheeled over to the wall next to his bed on his computer chair, knocking on it.

"Tommy! Your mail’s here!" he watched as the borrower poked his head out of one of the many secret doors in his walls and climbed out running across his bed and heading towards the window.

"It's early today! Have there been any big fights with the heroes and villains in town?" Tommy asked as he used a makeshift ladder to get up to the windowsill crawling out onto the flower bed and opening up the small container on the pigeon's back taking out his mail, he quickly came back inside climbing a short ladder up to one of the shelves that went halfway around Tubbo's room. 

Tubbo unlocked his phone screen and started checking the news. 

"Nope, there haven't been any fights between heroes and villains today. Maybe something else happened?" He reached up to the end of the shelf that hung over his desk as Tommy jumped off, into his hand.

Tommy started sorting through the mail with a small frown on his face as Tubbo carefully set him down next to the laptop. He let out a deep sigh his ears pinning against his head 

"There are more missing people's posters… even worse they're all in green zones!"

"More missing borrowers?" Tubbo used one of the tweezers on his desk to carefully pick up one of the missing flyers, he grabbed his magnifying glass and started reading the paper over. "This is the 40 person? How are that many borrowers going missing and no one's found them?"

"Yeah- five more people just went missing in the middle of the night and no one has any idea what happened, it's starting to get more concerning considering they're going missing in green zones…and two of them were really close to where we are." Tommy continued to go through the other papers looking for some sort of good news and smiled "But! King Karl has finally green lighted adopting stray dogs into the colony in training them to help keep us safe from cats, so if these borrowers just got eaten and no one saw, hopefully people will stop going missing soon!"

'That doesn't really sound any better' Tubbo thought to himself as he went back to working on his suit, he aimed the robotic arm at the soda cans, and finally, one of the small darts that was loaded into it shot out hitting the empty soda can "Yes! Now I'll just have to do a test flight to make sure my wings still work then I can go on patrol tonight-"

Tubbo jumped to his feet as he heard loud screaming outside his bedroom window and the sound of cars crashing, he quickly ran over to the window poking his head outside, and gasped- it was that weird slime villain that had shown up recently! The brunet started suiting up quickly getting into his gear. He can do his test fly right now! Those people outside needed help!

"Tommy-" "On it!" Tommy quickly ran across the desk and climbed into a small hole in the wall disappearing, Tubbo quickly put his helmet on reassured that his small friend would be safe, and climbed out of his bedroom window onto the balcony. The brunette took in a deep breath and activated his wings quickly lifting off into the air, he hovered backward and then quickly took off diving straight towards the slime villain.

Tubbo switched out his antenna for his ram horns and slammed right into the slime villain's chest knocking him to the ground and away from some civilians he had cornered, he quickly backed away having his boots switched to their roller skates as the slime creature slowly got up. Tubbo smiled getting ready to ram into the slime villain again, he had his visor start running a scan on the creature trying to find his weak point.

The brunette jumped back avoiding the creature's slimy hand as it launched it towards him and let out a gurgling noise in annoyance, the slime creature grabbed a nearby bicycle and chucked it at Tubbo almost hitting him in the head. Tubbo's visor finally finished its scan and what it found concerned him.

'Weakness discovered. The small life form in the center of the creature's chest must be removed and the slime will start to lose its consistency' "What is the small life form?" Tubbo asked quickly dodging another bicycle that was thrown at his head 'It appears to be a borrower. No hybrid traits detected.' How the fuck did a borrower do Slime-kinesis!? Fuck could the poor guy even breathe in there!?

Tubbo pointed his right arm to the ground as a Long blade emerged from it and ran forward, slicing straight down the outside of the creature's chest and removing the flimsy fabric that wrapped around its chest, the blade quickly disappeared as he pulled his arm back and quickly punched right in the middle of the giant slime creatures chest. Tubbo pressed his feet against the flying creature's chest as he got a hold of the small borrower and started desperately trying to pull them out.

"Let. Them. Go." Tubbo demanded as he activated the boosters on his boots and sent himself flying backward from the slime as it started dissolving and slowly dripping into the sewer grates nearby, he held the borrower close to his chest as he tried catching his breath and the loud cheers of the civilians around him rang. When Tubbo heard the nearby police sirens he quickly took off into the air and started making his way towards Kinoko Park.

The brunette gently rubbed the borrower’s back with his thumb as they flew through the air trying to lose the cops. Tubbo really hoped the poor guy was still alive- prime he really hoped they were alive.

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Tubbo quickly walked down the street towards his aunt's bakery keeping his left hand in his pants pocket and resting his thumb on the borrower's chest so he could keep track of their breathing, he slowly opened the door making sure the bell attached to it didn't go off and started making his way upstairs. The brunette reached for the doorknob of his room as a hand reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

"Tubbo Underscore Fluff." Tubbo slowly turned his head, already cowering as he looked into his aunt Niki's eyes "Where the hell have you been? Hm? Did you by chance go outside to get a closer look at the villain that was out there today?"

"Whaaat? Mee? Pfff- no! No, I would never do that! That's so dangerous and I could get seriously hurt aND WHY ARE YOU PICKING ME UP!?" Tubbo started squirming as his aunt picked him up and started carrying him downstairs towards the kitchen, he spotted Fundy and Jack walking into the bakery also equally looking pissed off at him. Oh yeah, he's in trouble.

"Do you know how worried we were!? Jack and Fundy, we're running up and down the streets for an hour trying to find you!" Niki finally set Tubbo down in one of the stool chairs by one of the taller tables in the bakery "Now tell me the truth of where you were or I swear to prime above you will never leave this house again!"

Tubbo stared down at the ground trying to think of some kind of excuse but only had one idea come to mind, he took a deep breath and looked up at Niki "I did follow the heroes when they went after the slime creature…I-I just wanted to try and help…"

Niki pinches the brain over her nose looking away from Tubbo "Why do you have to be so much like her..?" She walked into the kitchen waving at Fundy and Jack "Make sure he doesn't run off while I make dinner, Tubbo you can head back to your room." Tubbo quickly stood up and hugged Fundy and Jack as an apology and then quickly ran up to his room, closing and locking the door behind him.

"Tommy, come out I need your help. I found a hurt borrower." Tubbo said out loud as he knocked on the wall behind his desk and carefully pulled the unconscious borrower out of his pocket, he grabbed a small pillow from his bed and set the unconscious borrower down on it as Tommy ran out of the walls with a Medicaid and started looking the borrower over.

"He seems ok, a few small bruises but besides that he's okay! Where did you find him?" Tommy asked as he started bandaging up one of the bigger bruises on the borrower's arm.

"You're not going to believe this big man but he was inside of that slime monster on the street earlier today, for some reason the slime was sticking together and using him as an anchor to stay solid." Tubbo explained as he turned on his laptop and activated the tracker on his gear he had ditched in the park, he reached into his drawer and opened a small bag of Cheez-Its putting them next to the small pillow Tommy and the mysterious borrower were. "Do you recognize that borrower at all? What if he's one of the borrowers that went missing recently?"

"Hmm let me go see!" Tommy climbed off of the pillow running over to the roll up drawer that had a small ladder inside of it and climbed up into his private investigating area, he went over to his small bulletin board with all the missing peoples' pictures and started trying to find a match between the mysterious borrower. Tubbo slowly lifted up the wooden frame that looked like other drawers on the dresser looking inside of Tommy's private room.

Tommy inspected each and every single missing borrower poster not finding a match for the unknown borrower, he walked over to the edge of his hidden room and shook his head looking up at Tubbo. "There aren't any posters for him missing, maybe he just fell into a bunch of weird slimy goo and gave it sentience?"

"I don't think that's how it works but it is a possibility, how long do you think he's going to be unconscious?" Tubbo asked as he looked over at the sleeping borrower, noticing as their chest started rising and falling a bit quicker than normal.

"Oh they're already awake, they're just pretending to be unconscious!" Tommy confirmed to Tubbo, noticing that he could also see the borrower's horrible attempt at hiding his panic, the two watched the borrower suddenly set up right, looking at Tommy like he was an absolute idiot.

"What the fuck are you doing kid-" the unknown blonde borrower asked squinting his eyes at Tommy.

"Have you not realized the two of us live together? Like we literally share this room together and obviously have known each other for a while?" Tubbo asked in a quiet voice, doing his best not to start all the borrowers.

"Shut it human, this is a discussion between borrowers!" The blonde yelled as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small pair of handmade glasses that had a crack on one of the lunges, he quickly put the glasses on and slowly stood up on the pillow marching his way over to the ladder and climbing up into the small room Tommy was in.

Tubbo looked over at Tommy seeing if he needed any help and gave the brunette a thumbs up letting him know it was fine and it was okay if he left the room so they had some privacy to talk, Tubbo nodded his head and closed the small room off is he stood up and walked out of his room starting to head downstairs to see if dinner was ready.

Fundy stood at the bottom of the stairs holding a large and heavy looking double bag under his arm and having his usual annoyed look on his face, Tubbo reached the bottom of the stairs and held his arms out taking the heavy double bag.

"I didn't ask you to go get my gear…" Tubbo mumbled out as he looked down at the ground trying to avoid Fundy's eyes.

"Oh I'm sorry, do you want your stuff to get stolen? You know what kind of dirt bags would love to get their hands on equipment like that." Fundy stated as he crossed his arms glaring down at Tubbo "I agreed to keep this a secret from Niki and help you run around and pretend to be a hero but that doesn't mean I'm going to let you get away with being irresponsible."

Tubbo just rolled his eyes quickly, taking the double bag up to his room and placing it on The ground inside, leaving as quickly as he had reentered, he could hear the other borrower yelling at Tommy but knew his friend could handle it. He quickly made his way back over to Fundy glaring at him a little "Look I was a bit in a rush to get back here- plus I left it in Kinoko Park, literally no scumbags hang out around there so it would have been fine for a few hours."

"Yeah yeah sure, you still shouldn't be leaving your gear out in the open and random areas where people can steal it." Fundy started making his way towards the kitchen, obviously wanting to end the argument there, Tubbo simply grumbled to himself as he grabbed two plates out of the cupboard and handed one to Fundy. Man, sometimes he really didn't like his cousin.

"Tubbo- oh you're already down here that's good, help yourself to what's on the stove and come eat in the dining room with me and Jack." Niki said as she poked her head into the kitchen and then quickly headed back out to the dining room to eat her dinner, Tubbo patiently waited for Fundy to go and waited until he was out of the kitchen to reach back into the covered area, grabbing a much smaller plate.

Tubbo put a small bit of Tommy's favorite foods from dinner onto the plate and hid it behind the large sugar jar so Tommy could safely get the food and not be in danger of being seen, hopefully his friend would still have an appetite after being lectured.

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"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" Charlie, the mysterious borrower from earlier, yelled at Tommy as he paced back and forth, absolutely flabbergasted and basically foaming at the mouth. "Are you stupid or something!? Did you hit your head and forget the ru-"

"No, I haven't forgotten the rules." Tommy started glaring at the blonde haired borrower and watching as he walked over and started yelling again.

"THEN WHY ARE YOU LIVING WITH A HUMAN!? A HUMAN OF ALL GIANTS! COULDN'T YOU HAVE AT LEAST CHOSEN A HYBRID!?" Charlie screeched as he took a few steps away from Tommy. It took in a few deep breaths trying to come down. "How long have you lived with this human? 2 years? 3 years?"

"More like 10 years now." Tommy started watching as the borrower slowly turned around and looked over at him absolutely horrified and disgusted.

"... Say psych right now there is no way you've lived that long with a human and you're not dead yet." Charlie stated as he walked over to Tommy and grabbed him by the shoulders "Tell me the truth right now kid this isn't funny."

"I am telling you the truth! Geez what is with you older borrowers and not listening to us younger ones it's sooo annoying!" Tommy complained as he pushed Charlie away and walked over to a small door opening it up and climbing into the walls, he followed the chalk symbols on the walls slowly making his way towards the kitchen and not really waiting for the older borrower.

Charlie didn't really say anything as they walked through the tunnels flinching a few times when you heard the other humans in the house laugh or talking a bit louder then the borrower must have not been used to, once they got to the kitchen Charlie walked out first forcing Tommy to stay in the walls a bit as he checked to make sure there were no humans there. 

"...Tubbo is keeping them distracted for us we don't need to-" Tommy but suddenly stressed by the older borrower as he poked his head out from behind the sugar jar, man having this guy around was going to be a pain.

Charlie finally nodded his head deciding that it was safe and gave Tommy a thumbs up telling him that it was safe to come out now, the blonde rolled his eyes as he walked over to the small plate of food and started putting it into his bag knowing he probably wouldn't be allowed to just eat out in the open.

"I grabbed some food for you too so we can go, I'll show you where my home is in the walls." Tommy explained as he headed back into the walls and patiently waited for Charlie to join him, he watched as the borrower nervously checked to the door making sure it was properly closed and no one would notice the small cracks and lines that reveal the small piece of wood. This borrower definitely had some bad interaction with humans.

The two borrowers started walking down the tunnel traveling in silence until Charlie finally spoke up.

"...The human really does care about you huh? The food was hidden in a really good spot where we wouldn't be seen and there was way more than enough for at least four borrowers, do the other humans in the house know about you?"

Tommy shook his head as he rounded a corner and started climbing up an old rope ladder that led to the top floor, he went slowly making sure not to shake the ladder as Charlie started climbing up behind him. "Nope! He understands I don't really want to meet the other humans in the house, plus he understands pretty well why humans can't know about us existing so he's never really asked me to meet the other humans."

"Huh I'm surprised a human actually understands that…you got really lucky kid." The way Charlie said that made Tommy concerned, as if he knew from experience how some Humans could be.

"Yeah I did…have you ever known humans before-"

"No. I haven't." Charlie answered quickly, cutting Tommy off as they reached the top of the ladder and continued their walk towards the blonde's home, Tommy tried thinking of a new conversation knowing for a fact they weren't going anywhere with that.

"Do…do you have somewhere safe to go Charlie? A lot of the districts have changed in safety and there's been a lot of missing cases. I can help you get two Kinoko Park if you want to go there." Tommy asked as he held the curtain to his home open watching Charlie walk over to his kitchen table and headed into the kitchen grabbing two plates for their food.

Charlie didn't answer obviously deep in thought as he slowly started to eat once the plate of food was set down in front of him. Tommy sat down across from him as he also started to eat patiently waiting for an answer.

"...How many borrowers are missing now?" Charlie finally asked, looking over at Tommy.

"40 are missing now, 12 from red districts and 28 from green districts. Two recently went missing near here…" Tommy answered as he finished up his own food "There's no residue of them being eaten by cats or hawks and none of them were in areas where a frog could have gotten them, they've just completely disappeared without a trace."

Charlie took a deep breath and let out a long sigh "Ok…I'm going to help you find those borrowers."

Tommy's ears perked up at that as he slowly stood up a smile on his face and his tail flicking back and forth "You well? Oh my prime- are you one of the borrowers that went missing? You must be someone that wasn't registered-"

"There's 60 borrowers missing. I…I remember I was taken with 20 other borrowers, we were slowly collected over the course of a few days I think in a red district." Charlie explained staring down at the table and looking like he was pained to remember any of this.

Tommy gathered up the dirty dishes and started walking towards the kitchen "That sounds absolutely horrible…we should go report this to King Karl-"

"No!" Charlie yelled, quickly grabbing the blonde's arm and causing one of the plastic plates to fall to the ground "No. We can't tell anyone in the colony about this yet, if they find out someone is purposely capturing us they might send out more borrowers to investigate. I would just result in more people getting captured!"

Tommy shook his arm free from the borrower, his raccoon ears pinning against his head as he protested "But- but we can't just not do something! 5 kids were recently taken- kids Charlie!" 

"Yes but if these people get their hands on more borrowers they might eventually find the colony. I don't fully remember what they did to me but they're the reason I was in that weird slime stuff, the best we can do is just gather evidence and find out what they're doing on our own." Charlie tried reassuring Tommy as he took the dirty plates from the kid and headed towards the small kitchen. "Please think logically about this kid, we can't risk more borrowers going missing."

Tommy stood in the middle of the dining room slowly making his way over to the door that let out Tubbo's room, he called over his shoulder saying that he was going to step out for a minute and find out onto the bookshelf right above his best friend's bed.

A few minutes later Tubbo thankfully came back into the room walking into his closet and quickly changing into his pajamas heading over to his bed and flopping down onto it, Tommy quickly jumped down from the bookshelf landing on a pillow right next to Tubbo's head and climbed up onto the human's forehead sitting down on it.

"You ok Tommy?" Tubbo asked as he did his best to look up at his small friend.

"No…can I stay with you tonight? The new borrower is going to be staying here for a bit but I kind of want to stay close to you with how many borrowers have been going missing." Tommy explained as he leaned over looking into one of Tubbo's eyes.

The brunette slowly reached up wrapping his hand around Tommy's abdomen and slowly bringing him down to his chest holding his clothes to it and slowly curling around the borrower, Tommy closed his eyes slowly starting to fall asleep.

"You'll be safe Tommy, I won't let anything take you from me." Tubbo said in a sleepy voice as he patted Tommy on the head "See you in the morning big man." 

With that Tommy quickly fell asleep hugging one of Tubbo's fingers and genuinely feeling safe, well Tubbo slowly climbed out of his bed and got onto his laptop starting to do some research. He was going to keep his promise and make sure nothing could ever take Tommy from him.

Tubbo was never going to let anything else take his family from him.

#mcyt g/t #mcyt gt #mcyt g/t community #tiny!tommy #giant!tubbo #tiny!charlie #giant!niki #giant!fundy #giant!jack #bubblegum buzz AU #I really do hope all of you enjoy this AU! #im possibly going to do some art for it soon #mostly what the city looks like

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Back at the beginning, No Time Alone, and Bringing You Back for the fake fics :]

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Back at the beginning

It always started the same. Towering white walls and ceilings above him. White sheets, pillows, clothes and furniture, all perfectly pristine and always exactly the same.

Karl had explored this castle a thousand times over. He’d been in every room, nook and cranny he could fit into, yet nothing explained where he was, why he was there or how to leave it.

It was getting more difficult to remember things every time the dream restarted too. Because surely this was a dream? It didn’t matter if he broke a glass or smashed a wall, he’d wake up again and it would be as if nothing had changed. Except, it did change.

Always about half way through his exploring, the tremors and pull start. That’s when Karl ran. He didn’t know what it was trying to find him but all he knew it was big. And it didn’t matter where he hid, it always found him in the end. Giant hands pulling him from where he hid, or bursting through windows grabbing him when he tried to dodge shattered glass shards.

I just had to make that one Karl. Just fitted so perfectly with Time loops lol.

But it got worse. Everytime the dream restarted, he had gotten smaller. He was now at a point where he was just under a foot tall and had given up on trying to escape. He waited, lying in the white bedroom for his scheduled impending doom, wondering if maybe this time he’d actually find out what had been after him.

As expected, a giant hand burst through the wall and grabbed Karl out of the bed. It didn’t matter any more, but at least now he’d see what was after him. But what Karl wasn’t expecting, was for the giant monster that held him in its grasp to be a giant version of himself!

No Time alone.

Fundy never got a break. Yes he knew his Dad Wilbur Soot valued him as member of L’manberg (which was apparent from all his pet names), but he couldn’t help but feel used and neglected by his father.

It seemed the second he was done with one task, he was sent on another. And not until after he went through the same stupid safety checklist and was checked over like a piece of glass upon every return!

You could argue being a fox hybrid with the ability to shrink down would be a great assets to have. He should be grateful that his father trusted him to go on spy reconnaissance so often. But it irritated Fundy that no matter how well he succeeded on a mission, his father always treated him as a child.

Especially when he was only a few inches tall. Always picking him up and babying him! Didn’t he understand he was a full grown adult? He didn’t need the sweet talk and the constant parenting on everything he did. If anything, maybe going on missions was a good thing.

He didn’t have constant nagging or any restrictions from his Dad. Maybe staying small and lurking in the shadows away from L’manberg wouldn’t be a bad idea..

Ok. That started off better in my head but eh. Can’t win em all lol.

Bringing you Back

Did Tommy think it was fair for Wilbur to ditch him and return to Utah? Not at all. Did he think it was a good decision at 3 inches tall to try and make it across choppy waters in his little boat to follow after him? Absolutely not.

Stranded in the middle of the ocean, miles from any shore or having a clue to where he is, Tommy is stranded. No food or drinkable water, it’s just him and his thoughts of abandonment.

He really was a fool. Not only has he been abandoned yet again by his own brother, he was going to die alone either from starvation, drowning or being crushed by the giant pirate coming straight towards him.

Wait. Pirate ship??? Hang on. IS THAT PUFFY???

Hehehe I like that one a lot ❤️

Thankyou so much Squishy!!!!! These were soooo good!!! ❤️❤️

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