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colossal-red · 5 months

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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*

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cyncerity · 9 months

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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

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skullsnbruises · 2 years

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Green apple Jello!

HEY NOM FRIENDS! I saw people sad about the lack of slimecicle so I stepped in, being a goopy guy myself <<

Here's some quick sketches I did after reading @aslitheryprinx 's fic Damp and Dark :)

Sorry about the bad quality :"( I couldn't get the lighting right

(Maybe these ones are easier to see <<)

-Slime [he/it]

#dsmp vore #dsmp g/t #mcyt vore #mcyt g/t #tiny!slimecicle #giant!quackity #safe vore #vore tw #posts by sunny #sunnys art

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tiny-crecher · 1 year

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why do people insist on drawing charlie slimecicle as a skinny little twink he is NOT have you seen that man have you seen his arms

#like goddamn bro #he is not tiny!!!!!#slimecicle #qsmp #charlie slimecicle

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whoturnedgravityoff · 9 months

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lil ol’ eggs 🤏

#qsmp #qsmp fanart #zero art #qsmp slimecicle #slimecicle #qsmp mariana #el mariana #qsmp jaiden #jaiden animations #qsmp roier #roier #qsmp wilbur #wilbur soot #qsmp bobby #qsmp juanaflippa #qsmp tallulah #ueueueueueue so tiny

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not-heavenly · 8 months

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Charlie slimecicle writing “I am The Burger it's me I'm The Burger. Tiny tiny Burger little itty Burger oh big fight over at the burger sign that's because there's a bird Burger line”

#sorry boys #I am The Burger it's me I'm The Burger. Tiny tiny Burger little itty Burger #oh big fight over at the burger sign that's because there's a bird Burger line #charlie slimecicle

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mads-is-tired · 7 months

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it wouldn’t be a slimecicle video without a start of stream bit that will be both incomprehensible and unwatchable for VOD watchers

#in sensory hell again #for context the game capture is TINY #it’s that tiny dot in the middle #and his audio is loud and repeating on itself lmao #slimecicle #charlie slimecicle #mads makes a post

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enderwoah · 6 months

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has anyone stopped to consider red team's disadvantage but from a lore-y character standpoint

like their team captain canonically uses his backpack to help him keep his balance due to not having his wings. qphil does not have his backpack here, and there's no way to make the backpack that he's used to, so he basically has a physical disability without an aid and just has to Deal With That

qcharlie has his weird code glitches that has canonically made him lose feeling in all of the affected places and causes those sporadic glitch out moments that we technically haven't SEEN get him into any trouble but it wouldn't be that surprising if he glitched out at an inopportune time and got killed because he couldn't move

there are probably more that have to do with jaiden and baghera's birdishness or cellbit's craving for human flesh (???) but i can't think of any really. it was the qphil thing that made me go "oh wait that's so messed up"

#i hope phil remembers that he canonised that and does smn about it #it would be very cool to see how qphil adapts to that #bc hes been using the backpack as a counterbalance for AAAGES so there was no point where he could get used to not having the wings #hes super off balance rn #prayge #qsmp #qsmp purgatory #charlie slimecicle #slimecicle #philza #i could think of sooo many more but im trying to stay explicitly canon #but oh. oh the bird things.#jaiden baghera and phil giving the rest of the team a crash course on how to preen in case another bird isnt there to help #exploding into billions of tiny pieces #cannibalism tw

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pusangkambing · 1 year

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You just had the scariest day of your life. You're staying at your uncle's place with their son because ur father is busy trying to find out who's your other father. Your life is in danger because your other uncle who's daughter just died, has gone on a mad rampage trying to kill all the eggs in the server. You're not as kitted out as your fellow eggs, who have guns and chainsaws and other weaponry. You're not as good with pvp either as you keep losing to your cousin when you play boxing. After your other uncle has calmed down and ur dad finally arrives, he barely pays any attention to you, he's more focused on helping your uncle than asking if you're even okay, you dont think he even loves you at all. You are emotionally exhausted, its been a scary day. The uncle you're staying with confronts your dad that he doesnt take care of you, while your other uncle, the one who just went on a rampage trying to kill you and the other eggs, just called you to the side. He's asking you to be his lawyer for the upcoming custody battle between him and his ex, where the person that loses will be sacrificed in exchange for the life of their daughter back, you are a couple of days old.

You are Tilin.

#this tiny traumatized emotionally neglected egg has to legally represent their uncle in court sjsjejwjkwk #tilin has been through a lot #paimon!liveblogs!#quackity #slimecicle #qsmp

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ana-lmao · 2 months

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Out the TV, Back in the world

Generation Loss fic!!! I really wanted to write this so I have been writing it the past 3 days!! Enjoy!! It's a long one! ------------------------------------------------------------------------

The audience… has voted… for you… TO DIE. *Click* It was over, the pain, the suffering, The Show. He was free, He could feel the pain drifting away as the spikes engraved in his head, if the pain was drifting, why did he feel stitching… he could see while unconscious, wires stitching his head, the pain… it was back.. he wanted to scream but couldn’t, he wanted to move… but couldn’t. He was stuck… was he conscious?.. he didn’t know, all he could feel was stitching, he could only hear his heartbeat increase as his mind gained consciousness slowly, opening his eyes, even a black box was a blur to him, he was dizzy, nauseous, he was supposed to die, he still couldn’t scream. Why were his arms loose? They were supposed to be held up by wires. He could move his arms, they were free, he was weak but tried to open the box, feeling every spike leave his head as he felt air flow through him, Literally. He fell to the ground, barely holding himself up with his hands, everything was a blur… he wanted to die. He slowly started crawling, somehow without falling, he made his way around, surprisingly there was no security, but what he saw next… made him realize what just happened. A green blur mixed with red, he shook his head to see… someone laying on the ground, wires sticking out from everywhere… what the.. -C-CHARLIE?! He could barely scream or even talk, he quickly crawled over to him and started shaking him. -PLEASE!! WAKE UP!!!

He stood up quickly, no matter how much it hurt or ached he needed to help Charlie, he ran (With a lot of tripping) to the prop room and grabbed a first aid kit, rushing back. He didn’t have a lot of medical knowledge but he needed to do SOMETHING. -Ranboo?... Ranboo quickly turns behind him, he spots a familiar face. -Sneeg?... Sneeg quickly runs over to him and looks at him worried.

-What the fuck happened to you?! IS CHARLIE OKAY?! Ranboo turns back to help Charlie, Sneeg just watched confused and relieved that they were okay… kind of.. -What are you- Sneeg cuts himself off as Ranboo starts to bandage him as well. -Oh uh.. thanks.. let me help you too… Ranboo nods as Sneeg bandages his head, they both get startled when they hear a groan… then Screaming. -FUCK FUCK- AH- IT HURTS!! IT HURTS!! -CHARLIE!! Ranboo immediately crawls over to Charlie and tries to help him. Sneeg does the same. -WHAT THE FUCK??... –Sneeg takes off Charlies vest to see his insides showing, he immediately bandages it so he doesn’t lose too much blood.

-Ranboo?! Sneeg?! WHAT HAPPENED?!? -Calm down Charlie and then we can talk! –Ranboo looks at Charlie freaking out. -Alright!! I’m calm! Now- What the fuck happened. -The stupid TV bitch happened. –Sneeg cringes at the mention of it. -My head got spiked by a black box. -WHAT!? –Sneeg and Charlie shout in union, giving a concerned look at Ranboo who said it so casually. -H-Hetch.. –Ranboo blurts out. -Hetch?! He didn’t help you?! -No.. he’s not good… -Wait, who? –Sneeg joins in on the conversation -Long story…

A while later after they get weapons and help each other.

-So what do we do now? –Ranboo speaks up. -What? –Charlie responds

- I mean how do we get out of he-

Ranboo was cut off by a sudden glow from a door.

-What the fuck?.. –He says while backing up.

They look at the glow eyes wide. Charlie takes a step forward.

-Charlie what the fuck are you doing?! You could get killed In there!!! –Sneeg grabs his arm

-It could be a way out. If it does kill me, that’s a way out too. –He lets go of Sneeg’s arm and runs to the door opening it.

Ranboo and Sneeg try to stop him but the light just… sucks them in.

At the other side

They screamed as they fell onto a wooden floor, thankfully, nobody was hurt. They get up to see… a big wooden room?..

-Okay… what kind of episode is this?.. –Ranboo groans as he starts walking, he trips over something. A giant… nail?...

Ranboo looks up to see a.. giant table with what seems to be tv on it.

-Are we.. –Ranboo starts speaking

-Shrunk?... I think so.. –Sneeg adds.

-It’s fine! It’s just another episode! We just have to quickly finish it and we can find a way out then! –Charlie reassures them and keeps on walking, seeing a crack in the walls and signals them to follow him, the two nod and follow.

-Oh fuck… I didn’t think there would actually be people here… -Ranboo walks out slowly, looking up and sprints, Charlie and Sneeg following after.

-Quickly! I think these episodes last like 3 hours maxim- Charlie looks back before bumping into something, or rather someone…

Ranboo and Sneeg take cover while Charlie lies there scared and frozen.

-What the fuck…? –Charlie could barely tell by his shock but the man had Blonde hair with blue eyes, He crouched down and Charlie could only flinch.

-Wha- what kind of sick idiot makes figurines of missing people –He grabbed Charlie and he immediately yelped in pain and panic, which made the blonde haired man scream too.

-WHAT THE FUCK?! –The man screams as he sits down on the floor

As Charlie was freaking out the man puts his finger on his head.

-Holy shit it’s real- Wait- Charl-

-Let him go! –The other two come out of hiding and the mans eyes widen in shock.

-No fucking wa- Is this where you three been?! Shrunken down?!

-WHAT KIND OF STUPID EPISODE IS THIS!? LET HIM GO! –Sneeg shouts, every instinct in his body telling him to back away.

The man grabs the other two and puts them in a bag, not zipping it up.

-Shit shit shit!! –He curses and starts sprinting home.

At his house

-Listen I’m going to get you out of there only if you don’t run! –The man warns them.

-WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?! –Ranboo shouts trying to get out of the bag.

-You don’t… you don’t remember me…? –The man looks concerned and confused.

-Ran- Ranboo! It’s me? Phil?..

Why did that name ring a bell… he recognizes it but he doesn’t remember him.

-Listen I don’t know what kind of stupid episode this is but-

-What episode?! You keep talking about that and I don’t understand!!! Why are you small and WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED EVERYONES BEEN?!

-Stop trying to trick us! Just let us go! –Charlie shouts holding his stomach.

-Oh my god… I didn’t even realize how badly you are injured- I’ll help you heal and then YOU HAVE TO TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED!! –Phil gently puts the three on the table and stare in disbelief before snapping back and getting medical stuff.

-How did you three get injured?..

-Why should we tell you… -Sneeg was being stubborn.

-So I know what I’m working with here.

-Lets see… Died 3 times, one to a stupid monster, being crushed by a wall and then dying to a tv monster wired thing I dunno –Sneeg says it casually giving a death stare while counting on his fingers.

-Might have died way more times but I don’t remember –He puts his hands in his pocket.

-WHAT?!- WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU DIED?!- IS THIS A JOKE?!

-I wouldn’t joke about what we went through.

-… -Phil tries to help heal most of his wounds but it was hard considering the size difference between him and the medical stuff.

-What about you Charlie?...

-Died like four times I think… I was dried up… torn open by Ranboo… died to lasers.. and the TV monster…

-Wha- TORN OPEN?! BY RANBOO?! WHY?!

-I NEEDED TO!!! I DIDN’T EVEN REMEMBER CHARLIE AND I WAS UNDER CONTROL BY A BITCH!!- Ranboo adds trying to prove his innocence.

-Under control…?

-Yeah… By Hetch.. I died once to my head being crushed in a black spiked box which he lead me to… -Ranboo cringes at remembering it.

-Jesus fucking- Why are you small then?!

-I don’t know! I thought this was a new episode style or something!!! It might still be an episode so don’t expect us to trust you yet! –Ranboo backs up

-Episode… WAIT- Was all of that filmed?! Where?!

-Uhm.. yeah.. I think streamed- By Showfall media- or something –Ranboo answers.

-Listen… My names Phil… we met online! I was your friend before you went missing for over a year… well Charlie was missing the longest time… Here I have proof!

Phil walks out the room and when he gets back he shows pictures of all of them.

-What..?

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dingbatnix · 3 months

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Slime

Who's ready for some angst?

So anyway I have a different fic (the snippet I posted just a second ago) I wanted to do for valentine's, but that one is nowhere near finished, and this one is, so. Y'know.

It's kinda badly written, buuuut I don't care. I'm so very tired o~0

Anyway, enjoy!

Warnings:: Fear of death, dehumanization, ect.

Word Count: 3,070

Karl can't speak in his gummy/true form—which I've decided to use for angst.

He is a relative of the slime family, kinda like Slimecicle, but Karl can’t really control his form when he’s stressed/has lost too much mass. He mostly violet/purple, but his limbs do have a slight gradient to blue/teal. He is much younger than Slimecicle, and has not lived in a hole for centuries, so he has a much, much better understanding of retaining a human form and shape than Charlie does.

So anyway, he gets stuck in his true form for some reason, like exhaustion or stress.

It's equated to damage, like slime hybrids in osmp. He gets attacked by a mob of zombies, loses his ability to retain human-ish shape, and loses enough mass to be small, like a foot tall small. If he had enough to eat, and wasn't super stressed, maybe he'd be able to gain back enough mass to become his human self again, but, as it is, he can't.

And he can't speak, either. His two fiancés, Sap and Q, don't know about his true form, and he's scared of what they might do to him if they catch him (while Sap and Q are very kind to him, in his human form, he didn't want to risk it. Quackity had a mean streak twenty miles wide, and Sapnap did enjoy killing things. Especially pets. What if he got mistaken for a hostile mob? He was a slime, after all) so, he tries to hide in Kinoko.

But! After a few too many close calls, he decides that it would be better for him to go somewhere else, so he travels out of Kinoko into the main Smp. This leads to him getting caught by some curious people (Tubbo, Ranboo, and Michael) who think that Karl's just a strange, somewhat intelligent, mob. They end up keeping him in a cage as a cool new pet, and poor Karl doesn't have anything to write with or signify that he's not an animal, dangit. A pencil wouldn't really be much use, because he didn't actually have fingers in his slime form, but still. He could have worked it out.

The teens weren't so bad, he supposed, but they treat him like he’s a cat or a dog or something, and it just feels demeaning. So, he devises a plan to escape. It’s really not that hard, actually, he just has to squish his malleable body through the bars of his kennel and make his way out the door. The snow outside poses a bit of a problem for his semi-liquid body, but he is the consistency of jello. It helps him a little bit, but some of his body mass freezes off, leaving him even smaller. Eventually, though, he manages to get out of the tundra and starts making his way back to Kinoko, because even if he gets caught and treated like a pet by Sap, Q and Goggy, at least it'd be safer. At least it'd be by people he trusted. At least it'd be by the people he loved. And even if they kill him, at least he wouldn’t have to live as somebody’s pet anymore.

Meanwhile, Sap and Q are freaking out, cause they can't find Karl anywhere, and it's bordering on four weeks that he's been missing. They’ve nearly turned the Smp upside-down looking for him, and unfortunately, nobody else has seen Karl, either.

So when Karl finally makes it out of the tundra, he still can't change back. He's just so stressed with everything going on, so when he eventually gets to Kinoko, he's faced with a choice: hide again, or show himself to try and communicate with the other residents of Kinoko.

He made the easy choice. He decides to find his fiancés.

The two were in the courtyard, Quackity reading through some documents piled next to him and Sapnap sparring against a training dummy. He approached them carefully, hiding behind barrels and building fixtures until he was close enough to reveal himself to Quackity. (He was not going near Sapnap with a sword, not when he looked like this. That was a good way to get cleaved in half.

He finally revealed himself to Quackity, stepping out from the shadows and tugging on the avian’s pant leg. Quackity shrieked, flailing enough to tip his wicker chair over and scatter his papers across the stones of the courtyard. Sapnap heard Quackity scream and was running in a flash, brandishing his sword towards Karl as he sprinted over.

Karl’s heart stopped. He had the opportunity to run, in the short time before Sanap arrived and speared him through, but…this was the first time he had seen either of his fiancés since he first got stuck like this. It had been nearly a month. And now, Sapnap was about to kill him, and they’d. They’d never know. They’d never know that it was him.

Karl’s legs wobbled, and then all but melted beneath his body. He threw his arms over his head and curled in on himself, his entire being quivering in fear and despair. He didn’t want to see Sapnap kill him, didn’t want to see one of the loves of his life deliver the final blow.

Sapnap skidded to a stop just as he reached them, head cocking in confusion as the little purple slime folded in on itself upon his arrival. The entire mass was wiggling, almost like it was afraid of him. Curiously, he poked it with the tip of his sword and was rewarded by it unfurling and trying to scramble away on its back. Beady little dot eyes blinked at him, wide and glimmering in the morning light.

"Hey! It's colored like one of Karl's hoodies! Like, y'know, the blue and purple one?" Sapanp realized, a grin spreading across his face as he shot a glance at Quackity. The avian, who had been crouched behind his overturned wicker chair, peeked over it at the slime's splayed out body. Sapnap was right. It did look like one of Karl’s hoodies.

“So it does,” he agreed, climbing to his feet and approaching Karl. “It…it seems more scared than hostile.” Karl nodded frantically at the avian’s words, scooching backwards as Quackity grew closer. Quackity paused in surprise and shared a look with Sapnap. He waved at the fireborn to put away his sword and turned back to the shivering slime on the ground.

“Hey,” he murmured, crouching slowly down to inspect the little slime. “Can you understand us?” At Karl’s hurried nod, a pensive frown stretched across his face. “...can you speak?”

Karl slowly shook his head, feeling strangely ashamed.

After some contemplation, he turned back to Sapnap with a curious expression on his face. “I think it’s like Charlie. Just…not quite as developed, maybe? Cause Charlie can talk, even when he’s small.”

Sapnap snorted out a small laugh. “Don’t let Charlie hear you say that. He’ll freak out over his ‘cover’ being blown.” All the same, he joined Quackity in inspecting Karl.

Karl deflated at the remark. While it wasn’t meant to hurt him, it still smarted. Charlie was older than he was! By several centuries! Of course he’d have better control over his body!

He waved his arms furiously, gesturing towards himself, and then towards Sapnap and Quackity. He was trying to tell them that it was him, that he was Karl, but they just didn’t seem to understand!

He couldn't sign either, he didn't. Have. Fingers.

He was still himself! He was still Karl…he guessed the others didn't realize that. He guessed they couldn't tell. They wouldn't have any reason to think that he, the strange little slime creature that wandered up to them, was their fiancé.

Unbidden, his eyes started to burn, and tears sprung to his eyes. Karl scrubbed at his eyes furiously. He didn't want to cry! Of all the things he couldn't do in his slime form, why wasn't crying one of them?!

"It's crying! Dude, I think you hurt its feelings! What do we do?" Sapnap exclaimed, tail twitching and flicking anxiously. Quackity shrugged, eyes guilty. “I dunno, man! I didn’t know slimes could cry! Charlie never has!”

Sapnap bit his lip, thinking, then scooped Karl up into his arms. “Hey, it’s okay, little guy. I know Quackity can be a dick sometimes, but don’t take it to heart. It’ll be okay, okay?” Sapnap ignored the affronted noise that the avian made and gently stroked his fingers over Karl’s head while making cooing noises. Karl took the gesture of comfort for what it was, burying his head against Sapnap’s chest and sobbing into the fireborn’s shirt. He poured the pent-up emotions of being trapped in a cage for days and treated like an animal, of being half frozen, of being afraid and unable to speak for weeks into Sapnap’s shirt, soaking it through with fluids he probably couldn’t afford to lose. If he kept crying like he was, he'd start losing more mass. He didn’t want that. Not when it was so hard to gain back.

Karl cries for a long, long while. Sapnap and Quackity don’t really know what to do, because that’s obviously not because of Quackity’s remark, but something that had built up over time.

They decide to take in the little slime, letting it live with them as long as it wanted to.

For Karl, their decision was a godsend, because he could rest and recover in a familiar place, with people he loved. He was allowed to roam wherever he wanted (which is a step up from the cage Tubbo had him in) and he stayed with at least one of his fiancés every day. Unfortunately, he was still stuck in his slime form, no matter what he tried.

Despite everything, Sapnap was rather…dense. And most of the time, Quackity was either busy with his affairs with Las Nevadas, or he was looking for Karl. Neither of them ever realized that he was with them, nearly all of the time.

And no matter how much he tried, he couldn't get his hands on an inked quill and a piece of paper. The frustration had reduced him to stinging tears, and it took him a while more before he gave up and accepted that he'd probably never get to tell his fiancés who he was.

It was fine. He would be fine.

He would.

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Quackity found himself becoming rather fond of the little slime over the few weeks it had been with them, and he was absolutely delighted on the days it decided to hang around with him. It usually alternated between himself and Sapnap, and sometimes didn’t go with either of them, but today it had decided to spend its time with him.

Right now, it was hanging from his neck like a sloth, or perhaps a koala would, as he made his way along one of the many paths of Las Nevadas. He was headed to the casino today, needing to do a checkup on the slot machines and make sure that nobody had tampered with anything.

A green, semi-translucent figure bounced towards Quackity, and a fond smile grew across his face as Charlie barreled closer. He raised a hand in preparation to greet the slime. Charlie’s face lit up, and he sped towards Quackity at a much more rapid pace, his own gelatinous arm raised to meet the avian’s.

"Hello, Quackity from Las Nevadas! Hello, Karl from Kinoko Kingdom!" A green palm slapped his own, but Quackity was too startled to respond to the slime’s exuberant greeting. Karl was here?!

Quackity jerked ramrod straight, and his head whipped from side to side, wildly searching the surrounding buildings. "Karl?"

The little purple slime frantically patted Quackity's chest, nearly losing its one-armed grip around the avian's neck. Quackity looked down at it with sad eyes, confusion clear in his face.

Karl slapped his own chest, staring imploringly at the big avian. To his utter disappointment, Quackity looked away from him and back up at Charlie.

"Wh–where's Karl, Charlie? Where did you see him?" The avian sounded desperate, and it hurt, to hear Quackity call for him when he was right there. Karl’s eyes stung, and he sent a pleading look Charlie’s way. The bigger slime met his gaze, and a small, sympathetic grin formed over his face.

Very gently, the bigger slime leaned forward and patted one green hand on top of Karl's head. "Karl from Kinoko Kingdom." The green slime said plainly, moving his gaze from Karl up to Quackity’s.

Karl nodded frantically, twisting his hand-nubs into Quackity's rumpled dress shirt and bracing his legs against the avian’s sternum. He pulled himself up, high enough that he was face-to-nose with Quackity, and waved frantically between himself and Charlie. His movements were so violent that he lost his grip, and panic strummed though his body when he tipped backwards and fell.

His back smacked against something oddly lumpy, and he realized that Quackity had brought his hands up to catch him, even while he was staring at him as if he was in some kind of daze.

Finally, Quackity blinked several times and hesitantly brushed his thumb along Karl’s arm, almost as if he thought the slime would disappear at a moment's notice.

“Y-You’re Karl?!” His voice was shaking, and his eyes were watering. Karl nodded frantically, curling one of his hand-nubs around Quackity’s thumb. The line of the avian’s mouth wavered, and he wiped his eyes on his shoulder before turning to Charlie.

"Charlie, why can't he talk?"

"He's been de-gooped, Quackity from Las Nevadas. He doesn't have enough of himself to form properly." Charlie paused for a long moment, then. "Not that I know anything about that, seeing as I am a perfectly normal human being with perfectly normal human bones."

Quackity didn’t bother answering, instead staring down at the little purple slime draped over his hands. Karl had been with them the entire time…? Karl had been with them while they were looking for him…

An incredulous laugh escaped from his lips, and soon, he found himself doubled over, Karl clutched to his chest, cackling like a madman as a wave of emotion overcame him.

Karl found himself squished against a layer of smoky cotton as he was squeezed to Quackity’s chest in a desperate hug, the scent of cigarettes and the dusty smell of sand pervading his senses from the tight embrace.

After what felt like too much time and not enough, Quackity loosened his grip on Karl’s body, and his laughter petered out. A doofy grin still decorated his face, and his eyes were scanning over Karl like he’d never seen him before.

Seconds later, his eyes widened, and his grin grew. “I gotta tell Sapnap! Holy fuck he’s gonna be so happy!”

Quackity shifted Karl to one arm and pulled his communicator out with the other. It took him a few seconds to do it one handed, but Karl saw him pull up Sapnap’s contact and hit call. It rang for a few moments, before their third picked up. “Yea–”

“Sapnap, Sapnap, I fucking found Karl.” Quackity didn’t even pause to let Sapnap get a word in, bowling over anything the other man had to say. “Sapnap, he’s the fucking slime, he’s fucking been here the whole goddamn time!”

“Oh my fucking god.”

“I fucking know!” Quackity grinned down at Karl, cradled in the crook of his left arm. Karl waved back up at him, eyes scrunched up in joy.

“I’m headed over there right now. Don’t you two fucking move, got it?”

Quackity laughed and planted himself on a bench on the side of the road, pulling Karl into his lap and hugging the little slime to his chest. “We won’t, we won’t. We’ll be here, dude.”

Quackity hung up and shoved his communicator back into his pocket. His other arm circled around Karl’s pliable body, and he looked down at the slime, eyes wide with wonder.

“Dude, what the fuck,” he whispered, and all Karl could do was shrug, chest feeling lighter than it had in a long, long while.

Charlie wandered away while they waited, stating that he needed to go check his holes (Quackity needed to fill some of those in, he’d nearly broken his ankle about eight times) leaving the two of them to wait for their third.

When Sapnap finally arrived, he made a beeline for the little purple slime resting in Quackity’s lap, sprinting through town and skidding to a stop right in front of them.

He immediately reached for Karl, his warm hands surrounding his torso and his thumbs pressing against Karl's chest. He was plucked up from Quackity’s arms before he could blink, and then he was brought towards Sapnap’s face.

The huge fireborn pressed a kiss against Karl’s face, lips as big as his head smothering against his face. He leaned into it, wrapping his arms around Sapnap's cheeks and jawline in an awkward hug. It was a good thing he didn't technically breathe through his nonexistent mouth, because he'd be suffocating from how long his face was being squashed into Sapnap's lips.

Then he was being squished against the fireborn's stubbled cheek, a deep, elated purr jiggling his entire body. Karl leaned into it, burying his face into Sapnap's cheek and wrapping himself in the familiar, comforting scent of charcoal and dirt. It felt different now, now that they knew.

Sapnap held him at arms length, hands still wrapped firmly around his chest. Karl’s legs dangled limply below, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Sapnap asked earnestly. Karl shot him a flat look and getsured first at his mouthless face, then at his fingerless hand-nubs, and then finally over his whole body in general. The fireborn winced, realizing that Karl physically couldn’t.

It was fine now, though, because they finally knew.

When they finally went to bed that night, he was cocooned between their chests, in a warm embrace formed by the blanket and the two bodies of his fiancés. He wasn’t a pet, he wasn’t dead, and they. Knew.

He still couldn’t build up enough body mass to grow back to normal size and retain his human shape, but it was more bearable now, now that his fiancés knew who he was.

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