#implied giant!quackity

[lookinghalfacorpse]

Okay so I've been insane about this for A While now, but I rly wanna talk about it now. Like, the parallels between cQ & cSam and cPhil & cTechno in regards to cDream. Like with how one in each pair is a mostly humanoid bird hybrid(the duck hybrid!Q hc) who's smaller than cDream and the other a giant mob hybrid. The way one of those pairs made cDream a wreck(okay he was a wreck before that but yk what I mean) and the other pair is helping him heal from being a wreck. But then it's like, you look at both pairs and how they are with cDream, or literally just in general. And they couldn't be anymore differant. Like the initial parallels between the pairs could make sth feel too familiar in a bad sense, but then realizing, that it's just cTechno and cPhil, he'll calm down. In itwall, you even mentioned the parallells between cQ and cPhil and like how cDream could mistake them for each other and stuff.

Hope this makes sense and that I got the point of my little ramble across lol

YES this is big-brained. i can't believe i've implied this so many times yet never said anything outright about it.

techno and sam, both giant mob hybrids, serve as guardians. these are the people dream is most physically comfortable with, and who he trusts most. techno moreso guards dream himself while sam guards "the prisoner," if that makes sense, and techno encourages freedom while sam denies it. in ttdtn, techno jokes a bit about their roles being reversed ("think of it as a visitation system"). i like the idea of techno being the tallest on the server and sam being the second tallest; the competition between them is palpable.

phil and quackity, both bird hybrids and both shorter than dream, are more active agents of change. quackity was more, uh, "hands on" with dream in the cell, and i wrote philza as being the more knowledgable and active healer in itwall. these are the ones who create either pain or comfort, and unfortunately for dream, they're easy to mistake for each other. dream struggles with things like that. i particularly like designs where phil has massive wings (that are broken) and q has small, useless wings.

[writing-oof]

what am i if not a dog - Leo (3)

(or: the E.G.G.s have superpowers. this, surprisingly, is only the beginning of El's problems.) (or: or: El Quackity gets rehabilitated like a rabid dog, Quackity yoinks his evil little brother, and A1 is safe and sound at the end of things)

TW: ptsd, the Federation, implied injury/illness

Leo is very much over this.

When her dad had dropped her off, depositing her and Ramon with Fit for a day of "fun and adventure," she had expected a treasure hunt at least.

Maybe a dungeon or two.

Not that he's amazing at fighting, or even really a fan of it, but it would be better than sitting around outside of a massive building waiting for an eternity until someone comes to unlock the door.

"They should be here by now," Fit says, like it's going to make Leo feel any better.

They just feel more annoyed. If there were even a little bit of actual technology in the stupidly huge doors, they would have yelled at it until it opened up.

She nudges Ramón, shoulders brushing, and he looks at her sleepily.

'Stop being tired,' Leo demands, reaching into his backpack to hand Ramón another bribe.

Ramón, who also favors the classy things in life, takes the netherite ingot from their hands and buries it in his backpack, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and rocking on his heels to wake up his brain.

'What do you want?' he asks, because he loves her. And money. He also loves money.

Leo grins. 'We've waited here a long time,' he says, adjusting his hat to contain his growing eagerness, 'I think we should get revenge.'

'On my dad?' Ramón asks, tilting his hands away from Fit without any hesitation. Money is money, after all.

Leo understands. She's going to give him something else later, just for being the best.

Fit gives them a suspicious look but elects to ignore them and keeps fiddling with his comm, probably yelling at people for leaving them outside forever.

'Maybe later,' Leo says, 'I think we need to get revenge on who's making us wait.'

Ramón nods agreeably, eyes already a little more awake.

'I have a lot of confetti,' Ramón tells him, and Leo pauses.

'Confetti?' she asks, making a face, too focused on pranks to remember why she's stuck with Fit in the first place, 'Why?'

It's Ramón's turn to make a face this time and he doesn't have to say anything else, because Leo knows what he means the moment he does. They kind of wish they didn't.

'I was going to throw it on Dapper,' he says anyway.

Confetti was a choice, but it was a pretty easy choice too. Leo should have gone for something like that. Maybe a bunch of gold leaf? It would be pretty funny.

Instead, Leo, who definitely would rather pay someone else to bake a cake than do it himself, had made a sugar-mash-thing that resembled a cake just because he thought Dapper might want one.

Not that it really matters now, since their cake is smashed at the bottom of a ravine. It was kind of impressive how much it had splattered.

Leo never gave Dapper the cake she made, and Ramón never covered him in confetti. Their 'surprise, you woke up and aren't dead' party had been a total bust.

It's annoying, is what it is. Even Ramón is scowling, a little bit.

If Dapper were here, Leo bets that the doors would be open.

(If Dapper were here, she wouldn't be here in the first place. Her dad wouldn't be tearing the island apart with Bad, and Fit wouldn't be watching them with a really badly-disguised concern.)

Leo really, really hates the Federation.

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Leo does not hate Walter Bob.

He's...weird.

He's pretty bad at Hide and Go Seek, which Fit said was the whole point of going to Pac and Mike's giant build. Even though Leo and Ramón both know that he really just wanted to hang out with Pac, she does want to at least play one good round, so she decides to teach him.

He actually learns the game really fast, and Leo hides with him in a spot they know Ramón is never going to find. Even they probably would take a while to find it if they were Seeking.

Walter Bob is a pretty decent Hide and Go Seek-er, she decides as she sits next to him in their perfect hiding spot.

It's kind of weird, staring at the scribbles Mike drew on Walter Bob's mask, but it's less weird than just looking at the blank mask.

All of the Federation Workers wear them, smooth white masks that cover all of their face. You can't even see an inch of skin anywhere, with the weird white suits and thick black gloves and boots.

It's probably really hot under there, especially since they're both hiding next to the lava room.

'I want to know somehting' Leo writes, placing his sign so the (Ex?) Federation Worker can see.

Walter Bob, who doesn't know egg sign language, pulls out a sign of his own. 'Okay. What do you want to know?' it reads.

They take a second to read it, and then stop. Do they really want to know?

He already has nightmares about it, but he is very curious. And, he knows the other eggs want to know too.

'Do yuo have a face?'

She's pretty sure Walter Bob is smiling under his mask right now, which is definitely a good sign.

'I do!' his next sign reads and Leo takes a massive breath of relief.

He's been imagining what they look like without faces for a while, and it's creepy.

Leo demands, 'Why do you cover your face then?'

Then, when Walter Bob takes too long to respond, they plop down a second sign. 'Are you ugly?'

She thinks Walter Bob is probably laughing inside right now. Unless he really is ugly. That would be sad.

'It's Federation rules,' Walter Bob explains, 'Federation Workers all wear this.'

That sucks. Leo doesn't even like wearing armor when it gets too hot. No wonder Walter Bob doesn't like his bosses.

Also probably because they're awful and evil and terrible.

'Does Cucurucho hae a face?' she asks.

He wishes he didn't say anything, since Walter Bob flinches and Leo immediately feels like a jerk.

Leo puts down another sign, insisting that they go and start a new round since Ramón is taking forever, and slips her last remaining netherite ingot to Walter Bob before Fit finally takes her home.

'Jerk tax,' he signs, when Ramón asks about his sudden lack of netherite.

Walter Bob's flinch stays as stuck in their brain as Dapper lying in his bed like a corpse. They want to punch Cucurucho in the face.

She fucking hates the Federation.

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[brick-a-doodle-do]

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my turn !!

(nqviiez -> brick-a-doodle-do)

[ my ao3 // taglist request ]

/// i am brick. a very sentient brick. perhaps an ickadodo even. she/her pronouns with no label on my sexuality (prolly greyromantic) !! i also write. a lot. but despite this it is very hard for me to be able to finish a full fic. i have a creative mind and a piss-poor attention span and the two do not mix ,,,,,

g/t and vore (sometimes; sfw) are my bitches. sprinkle it with angst? my cup of tea! if you don't like any of that, you're still welcome here but just be mindful of my interests!

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NOW, into the funner stuff! (lots under cut)

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big aus !!

something's brewing ;; tagged #something's brewing au, #curiosity killed the cat

what is it?: an au where an over-curious tommy stumbles into the house of a giant wilbur, who immediately captures him into a jar. who's in it?: crimeboys centric. that will change. have i written for this?: yes! i, ii, iii, iv, v, vi (vore) + voreshot

wilbur chocolate ;; tagged #wilbur chocolate au

what is it?: an au where tommy, a human, is living in new york for the month on vacation and buys a bag of wilbur chocolates. to his surprise, when he opens it, he finds a tiny wilbur! who's in it?: the au focuses on crimeboys but will eventually introduce emduo! have i written for this?: yes! part 1, part 2, and part 3 any worldbuilding?: masterpost!

tiny workers ;; tagged #tiny workers au

what is it?: an au set in a size-difference themed theme park, where it explores the interactions between the borrower staff members and the surrounding humans who's in it?: the au focuses around sbi and dtqk most often, but the entirety of the dream smp + other ccs and people are featured! have i written for this?: yes! chapter one, x, x any worldbuilding?: yes! so much! the masterpost is here

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random ideas !!

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other fics !! (unmentioned ones)

oneshots !

dream smp

company and repairs i ;; t!tallerduo, g!bedrockbros company and repairs ii ;; t!tallerduo, g!bedrockbros

ghosts are better than humans ;; t!tommy, g!ghostbur ;; a gift

2022 summer exchange ;; t!george, t!karlnapity, g!dream ;; a gift

spy au: unofficial prologue ;; t!george, g!dream ;; ⚠️ vore

i'll run away and hide with you ;; t!tommy, g!phil

never fucking again ;; t!tommy, g!sapnap

oh george~ ;; t!george, g!dream ;; ⚠️ vore

meeting boo ;; t!tubbo, g!ranboo

don't fall ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; not my au/fanfiction of fanfiction

the act of making noise (i) ;; t!tommy, t!techno, g!ranboo, g!wilbur

heavy is the head that gets no sleep ;; t!tommy, g!dream ;; ⚠️ vore

2022 secret santa ;; t!sam, g/mg!dream ;; a gift

hush ;; sizeshifter!tommy, g!wilbur, implied g!phil

still the wild winds blow ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; ⚠️ vore

we will abide ;; t!karlity, g!sapnap ;; ⚠️ vore

feeble disguise ;; t!clingyduo, g!ranboo ;; ⚠️ vore

would you be so kind? ;; t!tommy, g!ghostbur

joy ride ;; t!wilbur, g!quackity, g!schlatt

off switch ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; not my au!

april prompt ;; t!tommy, no defined g!

shroud, you...savior? ;; t!wilbur, g!tommy ;; rewritten/updated fic

close the windows, lock the doors ;; t!ghostboo, g!tubbo

you live life above me ;; t!sapnap, g!dream ;; short prompt series!

blinded by imperfect form ;; t!tommy, g!techno ;; short prompts series!

i'll be unclean, i'll be obscene ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; short prompt series!

don't talk so much ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; short prompt series! ;; tiny workers au

days of which you can't make me hate ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; tiny workers au

but the smoke clears when you're around ;; t!techno, g!dream

the feeling comes so quickly ;; t!ranboo, g!techno, (brief) g!wilbur

my fingers pressed until they're sore ;; t!dream, g!sapnap ;; short prompt series!

and though it's no improvement ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; ⚠️ vore

agony drips from me ;; t!micheal, t!tubbo, g!ranboo ;; ⚠️ vore

digestion ;; t!george, g!dream ;; short prompt series

every day's a test ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; short prompt series/april prompts

you're stuck in the web ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; ⚠️ vore

watcher

mere monstrosity ;; t!shane, g!ryan

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submitted through other blogs !

shroud, you...savior? ;; t!wilbur, g!tommy

the little things: written ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; not my au

unnamed ;; t!karl, g!sapnap ;; ⚠️ vore

unnamed ;; t!tubbo, g!ranboo ;; ⚠️ vore

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other stuff !!

my art !

tightrope ;; t!wilbur, no defined g!

hamster wheel ;; t!wilbur, implied g!tommy

au hint ;; implied t!george, implied g!dream ;; barely art

paperclips from 1970 doodle ;; t!george, implied g!dream

more pf1970 doodles ;; t!george, implied g!dream

tw!tommy doodle ;; t!tommy

tinies & fruit ;; t!tommy, t!quackity, t!wilbur, implied g!tommy

fic scene ;; t!tommy, implied g!wilbur ;; fic link

broodles ;; implied t!ranboo, unmentioned t!tommy and g!wilbur, personal lore implied g!quackity and t!wilbur

irza attempt ;; not my au!

hittin' a jig ;; t!tommy, implied g!wilbur

sleeping (they hate each other) ;; t!tommy, g!techno

unwilling prey + nomf ;; t!techno, g!dream ;; ⚠️ implied/eventual vore

grabbing ;; t!dream, implied g!wilbur

homemade sweaters ;; t!quackity, t!niki, t!sapnap, t!george, t!ponk, t!tommy, t!sam, t!wilbur, g!dream

logsted painting

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fanart ! (if i am missing any PLEASE tell me pspspsps)

company and repairs scene ;; t!tallerduo, g!bedrockbros ;; (@.oh-i-need-a-name)

curiositybur ;; t!wilbur, implied g!tommy ;; (@.local-squishmallow)

fic-turned-comic ;; t!karl, g!sapnap ;; ⚠️ vore ;; (@.local-squishmallow)

close the windows fanart ;; t!ghostboo, g!tubbo ;; (@.justarandomsloth)

more ctwltd fanart ;; t!ghostboo, g!tubbo ;; (@.justarandomsloth)

tiny workers fanart ;; t!tommy, no defined g! (@.justarandomsloth)

c!brick fanart ;; (@.da3dm) ;; + additional accessory

more c!brick fanart ;; (@.beckyu)

pixie dust and mischief fanart ;; t!tommy (@.smiles-for-anon)

my secret santa 2023! ;; g!wilbur, t!tommy (x-monochrome-x)

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have a brick for making it to the bottom 🧱

[colossal-red]

Tubbee in Tubbox Side Story:

Finding Tubbo

Pt.1 (ur here). Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5

Shorter story today-

Tw: fear, mentioned fatal vore (none happen). WC: 1100-ish

Ranboo awoke to the sound of a baby, more specifically Micheal. He reached for his memory book that he had as he realized that he was not in Paris anymore and was in a unrecognizable park. After flipping through the book, he became even more panicked at the situation that past Ranboo had put him in, at least past him had given a decent description of the humans that Tubbo had been taken by.

He also had an iPad that had a video pulled up of people that looked like the description past him had given, all he had to do was figure out where they lived. But first he had to feed Micheal. Now normally for Ranboo’s species they roosted in the ground, but a life of borrowing told Ranboo that the ground certainly wasn’t that safe, and that he shouldn’t feed the more humanish borrower worms.

So now Ranboo had to find some milk, which is far easier said than done. He went ahead and left Micheal in the nest, hoping that’d he be fine on his own for a bit. He did luckily find a abandoned baby bottle and was able to get a few drops into a thimble for Micheal. He returned to find a cat trying to climb up the tree that Micheal was in. “Mrrow.” The cat meowed to the tree. “Oh Fuck!” Ranboo was terrified beyond belief, how was he going to fight a cat!

He did have a needle on him, but he’d just have to pray that the cat couldn’t reach the top. He flew into the nest and attempted to console the crying Micheal, and fed him some of the milk that they had. Eventually Micheal fell asleep and Ranboo was left with trying to figure out how to get rid of the cat. He ended up throwing an acorn and lured it away. He audibly sighed in relief, and then looked over the video of the family again in the hopes of finding where they lived.

He did notice one thing about their backyard was that their were Red Roses in the back. Which meant that he’d have to find one of those houses. With Micheal asleep, he flew up above the many houses of London and found that quite a lot of the houses had Red Roses, but it was a start…

Whilst flying he observed a few of the human restaurants in hopes of finding some food for himself, and tried to pretend to not see the tables of the ones that served borrowers. He was able to get some spaghetti noodles from an Italian place thankfully, but not much else. When he got back to his make-shift nest, he thought and thought about how on earth he was going to find Tubbo. The best idea he could come with would be to find other borrowers who might know where the Minecraft’s live. It took him a while, but he did eventually spot a borrower, he went to go ask them. “Hey! You there! Do you know where I could find the human family called, Um, the Minecraft’s?”

He thought for a moment, giving Ranboo an opportunity to get a look at him. He was purple with teal swirls all around. “I don’t think so, but I know who might!” He exclaimed, “Follow me.” He flew away in a direction. “Wait! I can’t really follow, I have a child. Can you just tell me the way?” He caught up with the borrower, “Um, I’m not sure that’s such a go-“ “It’ll be fine, which way should I go?” The borrower, who revealed his name to be Karl, pointed off in a general direction, and told him to keep a lookout for a symbol that looked like fire in casino slots.

Ranboo headed back to his makeshift nest, and consoled Micheal for being away. He stared at Michael’s pink hair, Tubbo had always enjoyed the vibrant color, even though it made Ranboo nervous. A few tree’s away, he saw a bee hive, that was a fairly obvious punch in the gut from whatever god there is. (Author’s note: heheh) Ranboo sighed and started getting ready to head to the location Karl had told him about. He carefully gathered the few possessions that he had, including Tubbo’s ‘Blue Premium Bond’. He’s not exactly sure what the significance of it is, but Tubbo likes the blue fluff. As the sun began to set on this rather stressful day, Ranboo was left with the thoughts of the safety of both Tubbo and Micheal. These thoughts tormented him until he fell asleep…

The next day…

Ranboo did regrettably sleep in a bit, he perused his memory book. Eventually he gathered his stuff together, and got Micheal ready to leave. Underneath the tree he vaguely acknowledged the humans having a picnic at LunchTime, they had a jar but he wasn’t paying attention to them much so whatever right?

He left in the direction that Karl told him to go in, and kept on going. He flew over a middle school and eventually found an alleyway with the symbols that Karl described. “Alright Micheal, now we just need to find the guys.” Ranboo takes Micheal and searches down the alley, eventually finding a door ajar with some voices coming from it. “Well, here we go…”

@kayla-crazy-stuffs @baka-monarch @squishys-soft-stories @piplove3000 @funtimemoth @eiscreme135 @lunar-but-little @just-that-owl-nerd

[skullsnbruises]

karlnapity vore doodle if you wanna?? preferably pred sapnap? 👀👀

Here you are anon,, its the boys,,,

(Scheduled Post)

[kayla-crazy-stuffs]

I finally finished drawing it :D

Quackity, came as fast as he could when he heard Sapnap yelling for him.

He's trying to reanimate his and his fiance best friend, they just can't let him die. (Quackity is the only fairy that knows how to reanimate someone)

The humans are just watching with concern.

I don't know how to draw the saliva right and it's kinda weird so, don't mind it.

Tw: Death mention (tw spoilers; not going to happen)

[little-nightmare-gt]

Where it matters

Warnings: chasing, flashbacks, Hurt/Comfort, implied abuse, implied abuse of power etc.

"Oh Quackity~" The Piglin Hybrid sniffed around as he stepped over the hill Quackity was on.

The earth trembled as the duck hybrid ran, greedily taking in air as he ran and spoke, "Y-Yes Techno ole buddy?!"

Maybe it was the exhaustion covering his fear, otherwise the chase would have stopped.

"Do you know how predators of old hunted their prey?" There was the soothing and nerve wrecking tilt in his voice, "They walk behind their prey until they grow tired."

Normally this would be fine, they play cat and mouse all the time. Today was a bad day and Quackity didn't want to ruin the fun.

Quackity knew Technoblade wouldn't hurt him, but the flashbacks were a bit strong. His body froze as a shadow loomed over him.

"Are you feeling tired Quackity?" The duck hybrid whimpered as warm hooves wrapped around him and suddenly he was on a past server the giants there were terrible and he couldn't ESCAPE…

"Quackity!" Suddenly he was back, he was safe, he was back on Dream's server.

The duck hybrid looked up to see Sapnap staring at him, tears flooded his eyes and he cried.

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Technoblade never felt more guilty in his life, he should have recognized the discomfort from his little friend.

When the smaller hybrid started hyperventilating, he didn't hesitate to call Sapnap over to them. He moved away from the two and watched.

More guilt gnawing at him as Quackity cried.

"Techno?" Something light landed on his shoulder.

"Phil, I messed up." Techno mumbled to his friend, he could hear the flapping before seeing the older blond land on his snout.

"What happened?" 

"I was chasing him the same as always, and when I caught him he was panicking. I tried talking to him, but I went and called Sapnap. I didn't mean to scare him." Techno grumbled sadly.

The giant slowly made his way home where he was immediately forced into nest mode by the runts of the family…and Phil.

He'll think about apology gifts tomorrow, right now his pack is taking care of him.

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Quackity was taken home, Karl was thankfully in his library as Sapnap carried him to the comfort pillow.

"Now, what's all this about sunshine?" Sapnap held him close as he shivered.

"I might've been having moments where I'm back on past servers, I assume it wouldn't affect me much so we can play cat and mouse, I guess I didn't completely get over it." Quackity actually looked heartbroken, "I know he didn't mean to set me off, but I'm…nervous."

Sapnap nods, "He is the most intimidating giant here, and you are still learning boundaries. Do you want me to message him that you don't hate him and need space?"

"And I want Karl…please." With that, the duo was joined by their giant husband and stayed cuddled up all night.

[crash-hawk]

Color Wheel Chapter 16 - We Were Born in the Valley of the Dead and the Wicked

In which old friends bid final goodbyes, new friends are introduced, and Sam struggles to tear himself free of his bonds.

It’s been 84 years...

[bittydragon]

The Borrower of L’Manburg (Pt.2)

Notes: Hey y’all! My friend has got the second part of their story finished, it’s getting good!

Over the last month since your capture, you had gotten used to Schlatt's yelling and chaos on a usual basis. You sure didn't like it, but it's not like you could just ask him to shut up or quiet down. He didn't respect you whatsoever, he hardly even acknowledges your existence anymore- not that you were complaining. Your friendship with Quackity had grown in that time too. You've grown to trust him to carry you with him and take you some places around DreamSMP, though only when he has his suit on so that you can hide in his chest pocket. Neither of you wanted anybody else knowing about you, and you especially didn't want Dream to know about your interactions with humans. You've still kept your mouth shut, refusing to talk about your past to anybody.

In the last week or so, Schlatt and Quackity had been talking a lot about a festival that they were throwing, to 'celebrate democracy' or whatever. You hadn't paid much attention to it since Quackity told you that you probably shouldn't come, and it wasn't like Schlatt would allow him to bring you anyway. So, when the day came, you just tried to sleep through it. Unfortunately, fate has decided against you.

You wake up to the loudest boom you've probably ever heard, followed by lots of people screaming. You can faintly make out Schlatt's maniacal laughter, and a vaguely familiar voice that you can't quite place screaming, "Techno!" That name woke you right up, all the way. You hear the front door open and slam downstairs, and Quackity stumbles up the stairs in a rush.

"Holy shit. Holy shit." He's breathing hard, like he just ran a mile. His eyes are wide and he frantically motions with both his hands. "I saw it. T-Techno. He just-!" He's cut off by the door opening and closing again downstairs. He gasps, almost… scared?

"Oh Quackity! Guess who I got?!" Schlatt takes his time making his way up the stairs, but when he arrives, you gasp in shock. Between his fingers is another person- and he's your size. Schlatt has the back of their shrunken suit between his thumb and index finger, dangling him a block and a half in the air. He seems young, and he has scruffy brown hair. You can see a little bit of blood on his lip.

"That's… That's Tubbo! Be careful with him, he'll get hurt!"

"What do we care? He's a traitor, Quackity!"

"He's still just a kid, man!"

"What's your obsession with keeping these little things safe? Speaking of that…" Schlatt lays his eyes on you, his wicked grin sending a shiver down your spine. "Is this what happened to you?" He jostles Tubbo towards you, almost showing him off. "Did the piggy man get you? Oh no! Poor little 'villager' girl, scared of Technoblade." He pouts his lip and snickers. Your face heats up. What the fuck happened at the festival?

"Knock it off! Just give him to me, I'll take care of them both."

"Nah. I don't trust you with him. He's too important. I'm gonna put him in another box- another Tubbox! Do you like boxes yet, Tubbo?"

The kid looks at you with tears in his eyes, looking scared out of his mind. "H-Help…" he croaks. Before you or Quackity can do anything, Schlatt turns and walks away, not to be seen for the rest of the day.

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When you wake up the next day, you hear the distant yelling of Schlatt, just like normal. But today didn't feel normal, especially with what happened yesterday. You don't hear Quackity's laughter and joking along with Schlatt like normal. After a little while of not caring to listen to their conversation, you hear striking against the Whitehouse. You tune in, but you can only hear fragments every now and then.

"Stop, dude! Stop! I built this!"

"I'm surrounded by pussies and soyboys! Help me destroy this or get the fuck off my property."

You hear an arrow slide back on a bow, and Schlatt scoff. "You won't do it. You're too much of a bitch." It takes a few moments before the arrow is released, and you cringe at the sound of Schlatt dying. He'll be returning from spawn any minute, and he'll be pissed.

Quackity runs up the stairs a few moments later, scooping you up immediately. "We gotta go, (Y/n)." You yelp in surprise and hug onto his thumb.

"What about Tubbo?" You've been worrying about him since yesterday. 

"I already got him, don't worry!" Quackity holds you close, hiding you against his chest as he moves. He speedwalks out of the partially destroyed house, making his way down the hill behind it and into the forest. When you look up at his face, he looks very upset.

"What's wrong? What happened back there?"

"Schlatt is… such a dick. He- I'm not," he sighs and slips you into his right chest pocket as he walks. "I'm not Vice President anymore. Schlatt was tearing down the Whitehouse and I tried to stop him. He just used me to get into power." You stay silent and slump down into his pocket, letting him talk. Quackity paces among the trees for a moment before turning back around and heading towards Manburg. "Should I even go back? Should I even fucking go back, man? Because… I don't even know anymore. I shot him."

Suddenly he freezes, and you can feel his body tense up. "Oh, fuck!" He takes off sprinting away from Manburg again, trying to keep his suit jacket steady, and you can hear the hooves of a horse running closer. You press your hands against the sides of the pockets to stop yourself from flying all over the place. "Fuck off, fuck off, fuck off! Ohoho shit!" He starts hiding behind trees. The horse slows down to a stop, and Quackity peaks out from behind the tree. "Take it off. All of it." You hear the clanking of armour being dropped on the ground.

"Why… Why did you just run off- Why are you in the woods, Big Q?" It's the same familiar voice as yesterday.

"Tommy…!" You hear a muffled voice whisper from the other side of Quackity's jacket, the left side chest pocket. That must be where Tubbo is.

"Uh… I… live here." They both pause and laugh lightly. "Listen, Tommy, we gotta talk." Quackity steps out all the way from behind the tree. You're not sure if you want to risk peaking out yet, but you figure you might as well just to see. You just barely peak your head up, only your eyes are visible over the pocket fabric.

"It's been a while, Mr. Vice President." The familiar voice, Tommy, looks about as young as Tubbo. He has blond hair and bright blue eyes.

"No, no, not Vice President anymore." He rubs the back of his neck and chuckles somberly. "Schlatt's an asshole. He's taking down the Whitehouse and going fucking power crazy."

"What are you saying, Big Q?"

"I wanna overthrow Schlatt. Maybe we can... work together or something…" Quackity mumbles.

"I mean, how do I know this isn't a setup?" Tommy glares.

You hear rustling as Quackity digs out a cloth from his left pocket, in which is holding Tubbo. "I-I brought Tubbo."

Tommy tilts his head, then looks around the forest. "Where is he then?" Quackity offers him the cloth.

"Tommy! I'm right here!"

Tommy's eyes widen and his jaw drops when he sees Tubbo. "W-What…?" He clenches his jaw and glares at Quackity, pulling out his netherite sword. "What the hell! What did you do to him?!" Tommy screeches, causing you and Tubbo both to cover your ears simultaneously. This kid is loud.

"I didn't do anything! I swear!"

Tommy sheaths his sword, and takes Tubbo in the cloth. "Tubbo, Jesus Christ man! Are you okay?" You see Tubbo look back and catch your eyes, then look back at Tommy.

"Yeah. I'm okay. Quackity kept me safe." Tubbo stutters. Tommy gives Quackity a nod in thanks.

"So… can we join Pogtopia?"

"'We?' Who else?"

Quackity looks down at you, and you hesitantly give him a nod of approval, closing your eyes as his hand comes straight at you. He pulls you out with cupped hands to show Tommy. "This is (Y/n). Schlatt captured her about a month ago."

You slink backwards as Tommy flips his shit, but keeps careful with Tubbo. "What the fuck! How is this happening to people?! Oh my god, it's a woman! Who is she?! I've never even seen her before!"

"She's told us that she was a villager."

"That looks nothing like a villager! Villagers are ugly!" Tommy laughs, making you giggle. 'I mean, that's fair.'

"That's not nice!" Tubbo scolds, then looks at you and smiles. "Hi!" You wave back at him with a smile.

"So, can we join you?"

"Okay, okay, fine. Follow me, Big Q."

Quackity stores you back in his pocket as Tommy puts his armor back on, and Tommy just keeps Tubbo in his hands as he and Quackity walk and talk. They laugh and joke like they're old friends. You have your head peaking out the whole way there, surveying the land. You've never seen this many trees pass by you so fast. By the time you arrive, the moon has risen and all the stars are out. Tommy breaks two blocks, revealing a little hidey hole in the wall with barely enough room for three humans.

"What? This is Pogtopia? This is-"

"No, shut up! Down this stairway." Tommy leads Quackity down a two by two spiral staircase, right down into a giant ravine. Quackity gasps.

"Holy shit, Tommy! Is this Pogtopia?" He looks around in wonder, as do you. The ravine is decorated with lamps and extinguished campfires, and it actually feels somewhat homely. 

"Yeah! Here, let me make a little space for Tubbo and then I'll show you around while we talk."

"Can we make a small room for Tubbo and (Y/n)? We can give them time to talk, too." You nod in agreement with Quackity, Tubbo probably needs some explanation.

"Yeah, yeah!" Tommy hands Quackity a diamond pickaxe, and they mine out a space about the same size as the room up the staircase, and Tommy places down two beds. He gently places Tubbo down in the middle of them, and Quackity reaches his hand in the pocket and plucks you out, thumb and index finger holding your sides.

"Here, you can probably explain everything to Tubbo, right (Y/n)?" He sets you down next to him on the beds.

You nod. "I-I'll do my best!" Tommy and Quackity walk out, and you wait until you hear their footsteps fade. You turn to Tubbo and sit down crisscrossed. "Are you okay? This must be difficult and weird."

"Y-Yeah… I'm doing alright. Just… processing everything." He fiddles with the cloth that he still has from Quackity.

"It was Technoblade, right?"

Tubbo nods. "I was just so confused. Wilbur told me he was on our side! And… Why didn't he just kill me? I would've respawned!" He sighs, frustrated.

"Wait, what? Technoblade is on your side? Is he here?!" You look around frantically.

"Well, I don't think so, not right now." He tilts his head in confusion of your panicked state. "Why? What's wrong with Technoblade?"

"He did this to me, too! He also… he killed my p-" You freeze at the sound of a new pair of footsteps, coming from somewhere close outside the ravine. They pass right by, all you can see is a raggedy trench coat flash by before heading up the stairs. You wait until you can no longer hear anything anymore. "N-Nevermind that."

Tubbo gives you a worried look. "Okay, I won't press you on it, I guess. But we are in this together, you know? We're in the same boat!" He smiles at you, reassuringly, and you nod with the same smile. You decide to change the subject.

"Your accent," you realize, "you're from L'manburg, aren't you? Tommy as well?"

"Yes! How do you know about that?" His eyes sparkle in excitement.

"I used to live there!" You smile at all the memories you have from your time living there, while messing with the blanket below you. "It was far after I got shrunk. I moved in after the war, I thought it would be safe for a while. Not long enough, apparently."

"That's awesome! I didn't even know you were there! You must be really good at hiding!"

"Not so much at running, though, since I got caught!" You laugh. The two of you joke and share stories until you hear three pairs of footsteps from above, coming down the stairs. You recognize one as Quackity, and figure that one of the other two must be Tommy. Speak of the devil, you hear the kid's voice.

"Okay, Wilbur, you can't freak out at this okay? Just… be calm!" Wilbur? You swear you've heard that name before. Oh, wait, shit. From Schlatt. You had almost forgotten through all the chaos today.

"That's a lot coming from you, Tommy!" Another man with a L'manburg accent quips as the three draw closer to the bottom of the stairs. You move closer to Tubbo just for the sake of feeling some sense of security. Tubbo, on the other hand, gasps in excitement.

"Wilbur!" He whispers to you.

Quackity walks in the room first, checking on you and Tubbo before motioning for Tommy and Wilbur to come in. You notice the raggedy trench coat Wilbur is wearing before watching his eyes widen and his jaw drop.

"Wh- Tubbo?! Is that Tubbo?!" Wilbur grabs Tommy's arm, but keeps his eyes on you two. "What the fuck happened? What is this?"

"Yes, that's Tubbo! He's been… uh… smallified!" Tommy makes up a word, making Quackity laugh, but Quackity stops when Wilbur shoots him an icey glare. Wilbur carefully makes his way over to the bedside, causing you to hide behind the cloth from Quackity. He pays no attention to you, however.

"Tubbo, what the fuck did Schlatt do to you?" You can see a flame in his eyes that seems to be intensifying by what he sees in front of him now.

"No, no, he didn't do this to me." Wilbur raises an eyebrow, sparing you a quick glance that you would've missed if you had blinked. "He really didn't! He just… took advantage of the situation." Tubbo looks down nervously.

"Well, what the hell happened then?"

"Well, it all started when you lost the election, and-"

"Tubbo, who did this to you, god damnit?"

"Technoblade!" He squeaks out.

"What the fuck? That bastard!" Tommy fumes. "Big Q, you didn't tell me that!"

"Well-!"

"Shut up, everyone," Wilbur commands as he stands up, "We'll talk to Techno about this when we see him. I haven't seen him in a while and I have no idea when we'll see him again, that's just how he is. So for now, that's a problem for future us." He looks at the other humans, and points at Quackity. "Quackity, you need to get to work on plan A. You know what'll happen if it fails, so make it work." He pushes past the two, and his trench coat flaps behind him as he walks out of the room.

Tommy and Quackity wait until they hear him get all the way up the stairs, then look at each other.

"He's lost it!"

"Oh yeah, he's gone completely nuts."

[mcyt-peach]

thanks again for writing my request <33 if i may, i dub meself as quackity simp anon :> also, i’ve got a hc idea: ok, since i haven’t moved on from your lovely big q fnaf stream hc yet, how abt how other ccs playing fnaf with you? you can choose whoever you’d like to write. also, mix-and-matching who’s in stream like maybe p!benchtrio together or dreamnap or just cc and reader and etc. and whether they’d be in call or in person, will they be scared, and stuff like that! love, quackity simp anon

playing fnaf security breach with the mcyts

⋆｡˚ summary: with the popularity of Five Nights At Freddy's: Security Breach, you and your fellow streamers decide to play it together

⋆｡˚ including: cc!sapnap, cc!dream, cc!niki, cc!jack, cc!george, cc!wilbur and cc!tommy (all platonic)

⋆｡˚ warnings: reader uses they/them pronouns, mentions of horror elements, swearing, no implied romance/all platonic

⋆｡˚ note: quackity simp anon thank you for another banger of a request, I never really thought about how different pairs would interact so I loved writing this

Dream and Sapnap

they scream the whole time, literally the whole time

like you regret taking the trip to meet up with them

if you were on call, at least you could mute them

but alas, you’re stuck between Dream and Sapnap, who were currently screaming their heads off

not that you were much better, but you weren’t nearly as loud as the two of them

the three of you switched between who was in control of the game

Dream, of course, ran his mouth the whole time about how you and Sapnap were total babies and if he was in control right now, he wouldn’t be afraid

but the second you slide the keyboard over to him, he’s yelling at the animatronics and telling Sapnap to shut up

the younger boy is at your side, sucking in deep breaths before barking out orders to the now struggling Dream

when it’s finally your turn to play, the two of them get sort of pouty at how well you’re handling it

you’re just as scared as they are, but there’s no facecam for the stream and your silence as you focus makes you appear cool and collected

you talk to the viewers much more than the other two, responding to donos as Sapnap screams and laughing along with chat when Dream goes on a rant after dying

the text to speak interrupts the chaos as it reads a donation “Dream is a pissbaby confirmed?”

“Oh definitely, he’s literally hiding behind his hands right now.” “SHUT UP, I AM NOT!”

Tommy (platonic)

also complete chaos

but luckily you’re on call this time, or else you would be forced to deal with his screaming in person

Tommy’s got your voice coming out of the speakers, so her can hear you, along with chat

Tommy took over at the beginning of the game, interested in the lore and collectibles

he would chime in with commentary, calling Gregory stupid and boasting about how he could totally take down Monty with no problem

“Tommy, you couldn’t fight a snail.’ “Y/N, HOW DARE YOU! I AM THE MANLIEST MAN IN THIS ROOM!”

Tommy got up to the point in the story where Gregory needed to get the upgrades from the other animatronics, finally setting you loose

you were practically vibrating by the time you was allowed to be in charge of the game play

“LET’S FUCKING GO! I’LL KILL YOU ROXY! I’M GONNA RIP OUT YOUR EYES!”

Tommy stares at the camera in worry as you laugh like a maniac

eventually someone in chat sends in a dono

“Maybe Y/n should take a break.” “You know what, chat? I agree with you.”

George and Wilbur

two opposite sides of the spectrum

George is thrumming with energy, while Wilbur is laid back

Wilbur pretty much lets George play most of the game, only taking over when George needs a break

he talks to you most of the time over discord, trying to ignore George constantly screaming

Wilbur will come up with the wildest theories and George is just fighting for his life

“Maybe Gregory is stuck in limbo and is being hunted to rediscover his mortality.” “Wil, I’m literally watching a giant chicken eat garbage, it’s not that deep.”

when George goes to the bathroom or leaves to get a snack, Wilbur is completely lost

it becomes very obvious that he wasn’t paying attention for half of the game

you basically have to tell him exactly where to go and what button to press

“Wait, what do I do?!? How do I get away?!” “Get inside Freddy!” “GET INSIDE HIM??!?!??”

by the time George gets back, the two of you are ready to give up

“What happened? You’re still in the same spot I left you in!” “Georgeeeee, he doesn’t even know how to charge his flashlight! He’s died like 15 times.”

it’s safe to say the stream ends up being longer than anticipated

Niki and Jack

honestly, they’re both pretty chill

even when the jumpscares come, neither of them go beyond a small yelp or a gasp

Jack keeps joking about how he and Freddy have the same haircut

“Freddy doesn’t even have hair though.” “Exactly”

Niki joins in, putting her hair up like Chica and saying “Staff only!” over and over again

as soon as Jack hears “Freddy, you’re supposed to be on lockdown.” he is 100% responding with “Vanessa... my fazballs.”

when Vanessa makes that whole speech about how Gregory deserves a reward, all 3 of you look at each other

“Why is she kinda...” you say before the room devolves into giggles

Niki ends up being the one who has to do the DJ section and she is livid

both you and Jack are yelling at her to go faster

“I AM GOING FASTER!!! WHY IS HE GIGANTIC”

none of you have any clue how bugged the game is when you reach the end, so it’s all screams and confusion when Roxy teleports into the room or Freddy starts spinning in the charging station

[celestialking]

returning from the dead for this ask.

Hear me out: foolish. the giant totem of life god? mhmm- but sub.

he would whine so prettily

rest is up to you :P

-🌰

Lol welcome back💀 - uhh very very short cause I don't like writing dom!reader but I couldn't resist. (Sorry not my best)

◇ NSFW ◇ Minors/Ageless blogs DNI ◇ You will be blocked ◇

Warnings: shibari(?), implied dumbification,

Foolish didn't like to sub often. Not when Quackity and Dream XD commanded him in his usual tasks why would he want one more person to be in control. However, there were those few days he let you do as you pleased.

Your hands run over the ropes that you had so gently tied around him. "So pretty like this," you whispered. You watched his muscles flex, straining against it.

"Too tight?" He shook his head.

Foolish was far gone already, pupils dilated and looking up at you dazed. Both of his cocks looked uncomfortably hard making you chuckle.

"Poor you," your hand grasped around one slowly stroking.

Foolish gasped, throwing his head back. You had barely touched him and a fountain of whines and whimpers already falling from him. That was another thing you loved about him, Foolish was always so vocal. He sounded like heaven.

"Faster," he whined attempting to buck up in your hand.

"Hm I don't know if you deserve that just yet-" before you could finish your sentence he started whining and squirming. Babbles of begs leaving his lips.

"How could I refuse when you sound like that, but how about this; I ride you instead of going faster," you'd never seen the demigod agree so fast.

"Please, please ride, both?"

You couldn't wait to make him an even bigger mess than he already was.

[firesnap]

I feel like the Burger Arc suffered the most because we had this giant ass break between when we last saw the characters and Ho16 in real time. Like, all build up of the characters and background things going on start to feel disconnected, or even forgotten, from the events in Ho16 because of the time gap.

But, Ranboo's death wasn't some "off" switch for c!Wilbur's bitchier and destructive actions. That had been building up. It's similar to Pogtopia but because Pogtopia has immensely better pacing -- both in streams and the amount of IRL time it took to do them -- it's easier for people to piece together.

Wilbur was fighting self-awareness for his own actions that entire arc. We saw it with "I think I scare people." We saw it when he got pissy at Ranboo implying trauma is what changes people. We saw it at the anniversary stream. If Ho16 had been streams we would have seen that build up continue in his arguments with Quackity -- particularly where he claims Quackity just wants to take from him and the feeling inferior scene. We would have seen it in his rant to Tommy about how he wasn't like Philza or Schlatt.

Wilbur has always had background build up that explodes with a trigger. We saw it over the course of the L'Manberg streams until he called the elections -- slowly struggling to maintain his presidential persona and keep the peace and then overreaching with the election scheme. We saw it, particularly, in Pogtopia from the moment the results were announced. People have written pages of meta about the background development there until, get this, the Festival Announcement. That was the same trigger sort of event as Ranboo's death. Things were going on in the background and then Wilbur shifted gears instantly to "are we the bad guys."

The Burger Arc follows the same cycle Wilbur always follows -- and that's the point. He's caught in his own self-fulfilling prophecy of sort. The difference between this and last time is that Wilbur is expressing an awareness that it's happening. Ranboo's death wasn't some instant moment of self-realization. It was a bomb made from build up that had been going on since The Custody Stream. It's just either people didn't notice it or the time gap and poor pacing of the arc made it unclear.

I dunno. Wilbur's a pretty easy to follow and consistent character. One of the most consistent in the entire damn rp. The cc! uses a lot of pretty common RP and storytelling tropes and, besides some minor complaints about pacing and some dropped story beats that might have been beyond his control, it feels like it's going right where I think we all speculated it would months ago.

[a-xyz-s]

MCYT Vore story pile!

I’ve decided to make a vore story pile to share my favorite works in a pinned post with anyone who stops by :D

All these works have caught my eye in one way or another, be it writing alone, character interactions or fun concepts, soooooo... 

Anyone who visits my blog will have quick access to all the amazing works and the author’s blogs alike.

I have not written any of these, all credit goes to the writers.

I’ve @ the authors to credit and give fast access to their blogs but haven’t used au # (dont want to flod them with a mere list). If anyone wants that changed lmk!

So without further ado, in no real order...

name: Dragonshifter   # Dragonshifter Story

by: @dragonshifter-minecraft    | AO3 | 

characters: dragonshifter!dream, dragonshifter!george, human!sapnap, human!punz

cw: fear, panic, mild language, mild gore, blood and injury, implied past child abuse, near death experiences, character death (not major), transformation, zombification, vore mentions, soft/safe vore

| Chapter list | AO3 Part 1 | AO3 part 2 | The Pilot and the False-God (Oneshot) | A Prank of Draconic Proportions (Oneshot) |

name: Dad’s Troubles AU  # Dad’s Troubles AU

by: @cyncerity

characters: borrower!tubbo, borrower!tommy, borrower!ranboo, borrower!charlie, borrower!minx, borrower!george, human!schlatt, human!dream, human!sapnap, human!quackity, human!karl, human!puffy...

cw: fear, panic attacks, swearing, dehumanization, phantom pains, severe pain (mention), past trauma, slight suicide thoughts (briefly), vore mentions, safe/soft vore

| Part 1 | Part 2 | Finding Family Chapter 1 | Finding Family Chapter 2 |

name: Giant foster au / But strangely, he feels at home in this place  # giant foster au   # but strangely he feels at home in this place

by: @oh-i-need-a-name

characters: tiny!tommy, tiny!tubbo, giant!philza, giant!techno, giant!wilbur, giant!ranboo

cw: fear, panic attacks, unintentional/intentional fear play, swearing, threats, fighting, blood and injury, digestion mention, vore mention, soft/safe vore, fatal vore (doesn’t happen), 

| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Fluffy drabble | One-shot |

name: A warm meal and somewhere to sleep

by: @bio-nerds-corner

characters: borrower!tommy and human!wilbur

cw: spiders, vomiting, hypothermia, willing prey, soft/unsafe vore, slight digestion

| A warm meal and somewhere to sleep |

name: Served Up Server    # served up server   # waiter!tommy au

by: @arc852

characters: human/waiter!tommy and giant!wilbur

cw: fear, panic, swearing (censored), vore mention

| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 |

name: Exterminator Wilbur au  # exterminator wilbur au

by: @corabbit

characters: tiny!tommy and giant!wilbur

cw: fear, vore mention, fatal vore mention

| Part 1 | Part 2 |

name: A Will to Live    # a will to live au

by: @blurrybunnie

characters: borrower!tommy and human!wilbur

cw: fear, panic, swearing, death threats, blood, body horror, gore, human experiments, vore mention, dehumanization

| Petshop | A Will to Live | Cold Nights | Façade |

name:  Villain/Puppeteer Dream  # puppeteer!dream au  

by: @giant-tiny-squid

characters: human/puppeteer!dream, borrower!george, borrower!sapnap

cw: fear, panic, swearing, intentional fearplay, death threats and threats of maiming (none actually happen), slight blood and injuries, broken bone mention, major character death (post specific), manipulation, body control, puppeteering, near-drowning, chocking, trauma, mouthplay

| Timeline (spoilers) | Caught | Escape Attempt | A New Kind of Threat (noms) | Tipping point | Dream’s Fears | ...A New Friend? | Injuries and Reactions | If George Died (au) | Crossover (au) | 

Am sure there are many more works I have yet to discover so I’ll be adding and updating this list as time goes!...

[colossal-red]

TinyHunt Side Stories: A Third Boyfriend?

Tw: None, as far as I know. WC: 1K

A shorter one today folks!

Sapnap had received a call from his boyfriend Quackity. He wanted them to go and hang out at his place for a bit, and Sapnap hoped he hadn’t forgotten an important date again. Quackity lived a long while away, all the way in Las Nevadas a few miles away from Essempi. Once he got to the bright lights of the city, he turned into Quackity’s apartment complex, where he was there waiting. “Hey Sapnap!” He waved his boyfriend down. Sapnap stopped and let Quackity into the car, “I have some BIG news Sap!” He exclaimed sliding into the passenger seat at the front.

“I’m excited, what is it?” He asked, “Well, you know how we’ve been talking about being in a polyamorous relationship? And how we needed to find a third guy if we were gonna do that?” He asked Sap. “Yeah, and I’m assuming that you found someone good?” “Yep! Just head to this location in the woods.” He pointed at a map. Sapnap squinted at the location. “Near the Ruins of L’Manburg? Why would he be there?”

“Dunno, that’s just where he chills, but you’ll understand once you see him!” Sapnap was getting a bit nervous, who exactly had they eventually reached an area where the cement road turned to dirt. “Umm, how much further?” He asked Quackity again. “Hmm, oh! Take a left into this clearing!” He pointed to the left where there was an opening, Sapnap obeyed and turned the wheel. They pulled to a stop in the clearing and Quackity got out and stood in the middle of it. “Quackity…?” He tried to ask when a Tiny stepped out from behind a tree.

“Red are you sure this is the best idea?” Karl asked the deity nervously as they watched the Quackity and Sapnap of Karl’s original universe before he was recruited drive toward the clearing. “Yes, after all, every multi-verse version of Quackity and Sapnap needs a Karl. And I also need you to help convince Sapnap that borrowers aren’t that bad.” Colossal Red added on to the end. “Aren’t you like a God? Can’t you just change him?” He stared off into space for a second, Karl wasn’t sure what he was looking at, but it was ominous. He shook out of his stupor. “It’ll be fine, alright? Just go out there and be yourself. Just without mentioning the Multiversal Traveler thing.”

Karl reluctantly stepped out from behind the tree as they entered the clearing and Quackity stood in the middle waiting. “Hey Quackity, *clears throat* Sapnap.” Karl added nervously as Quackity placed his hand on the ground, waiting for the borrower to step on. “Quackity, how does this, thing know my name?“ Sapnap asked Quackity, eyes locked on Karl as Quackity picked him up and presented him to Sap. “Because this little guy is who I found! I think he’s cool!” Sapnap’s expression softened as he turned his eyes to his boyfriend, “Ah, so you want to keep him as a, pet?” He asked questioningly.

“What? No! As our third boyfriend!” Karl and Sapnap locked eyes again, it’s okay Karl, just remember you can portal out of here if anything happens. Or he could turn himself into one of his alternate universe selves, he could also do that. Sapnap closed his eyes and looked at the floor as if he was thinking. Eventually he appeared to come to a conclusion. During this Quackity’s demeanor started getting more and more nervous as he realized that Sapnap probably wasn’t the biggest fan of borrowers.

Sapnap looked up, and saw his boyfriend and the borrower who was apparently named Karl. After he presented himself as accepting of Karl in the clearing, they had gone and ordered some pizza and were eating it on an old bench somewhere around L’Manburg. No one really knows the history of this place, people just kinda found it one day, with a sign oh a heart made of pink wool that only had one letter left. ‘L’. There was also what was presumed to be an apostrophe next to it, so they called it L’Manburg. Pretty bold assumption, but that’s really all they had to go off.

Anyway, Sapnap while he despised tinies, (which he just found out were called borrowers) he decided that he’d give Karl a chance, for Quackity. And he had to admit, Karl was a pretty cool guy. Then Sap’s phone rang. “One moment my love.” He told Quackity as he took a few steps away from the table and picked up the phone. “Dad?” “Hey Sap, I just wanted to tell you that the Exterminator is here, and that you should stay away from here while he does his work.” Sapnap blanched for a moment, he had a brief moment of thinking that Dream could be a friend too. But then upon remembering the torment he and George went through, he set his jaw and said, “Alright, I’ll stay away.”

He, Karl, and Quackity hung out for a while after that, talking about a variety of things. Sapnap was glad that Quackity had Chesticuffs in his trunk, it is a rather fun game that everyone can play. It was getting late, and now was the time for him to leave them. “I got to go now, I had a good time Quacks and Karl.” He got up to leave and gave Quackity a small kiss on the cheek. Quackity gave him a pointed expression, and he sighed. “And goodbye Karl.” He gave Karl a small peck as well. Prime what has he become? He then left for home and sat on his bed, pondering what would happen next when George summoned him and Bad for a meeting in the living room…

@funtimemoth @baka-monarch @eiscreme135 @squishys-soft-stories

[aslitheryprinx]

ok writing prompt: tiny!Slimecicle and giant!Quackity soft/safe mouthplay (though he’s slime so you can do all kinds of things without hurting him). Half-asleep Quackity in the casino's kitchen, popping what his sleepy mind thinks is a small piece of jello in his mouth, only moments later to absentmindedly go ‘no wait that’s Slimecicle’ (I wanna say he taste like green apple jelly 😋)

Yesss this is a really soft prompt. This was really fun to write, and a little out of my comfort zone in a good way since I don't really write either of these characters. That being said, I did stick with a Quackity pov on this one bc I don't even know where to begin with a dsmp!slime pov lol.

Also, I'm pretty sure this I made it clear enough in the writing, but just in case I didn't, this isn't a ship piece, this is purely some platonic fluff!

NSFW do NOT interact

CW: brief implied/mentions of torture from the prison, soft/safe mouthplay, soft/safe vore

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Damp and Dark

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It was late when Quackity got back to Las Nevadas. It was normal for people to be out and about far into the night in this city. The main attractions were the casino and club, after all. But 4am was late, even for here.

Quackity didn't normally get back this late. He preferred to make his… excursions a bit earlier in the day; Sam preferred it too. But what he was doing… what he had to do up at the prison… Quackity refused to let it become a routine.

Dream deserved every goddamn thing that happened. Quackity believed that with every fiber of his being, and the memory of Tommy's body that he'd seen a glimpse of- though it had presumably vanished when he was brought back- was enough to keep him from ever doubting what he was doing. But actually doing it… if he ever let that become just a routine, if he ever forgot how dark the path he walked for the greater good was, he would become just as much of a monster as Dream.

So his prison visits had no set schedule, which meant he would occasionally get home at odd times. Like 4am, when the lights of the buildings were off and nobody roamed the streets. Few people roamed them anyways, but the city felt like even more of a ghost town at this hour.

Quackity stumbled into a building- he wasn't entirely sure which one, but it had a kitchen at least. Exhaustion tugged at him, and he longed to pass out somewhere even vaguely bed shaped. The gnawing emptiness in his stomach took priority though, and he searched the kitchen blearily for any food. He'd gone longer without food, but the hunger would keep him awake no matter how tired he was.

There was nothing in the fridge, and he huffed in frustration. He was about to try another building, when his eyes caught on a tiny bowl on the counter. It was full of what looked like gelatin. It was probably leftover from the jello shots they'd stocked the club with.

Quackity had eaten far stranger things than jello left out on the counter for an unknown amount of time. It was barely a mouthful, but it should fill him up enough to let him sleep. Not bothering to grab a spoon, he scooped up the jello with one hand and popped it into his mouth.

It was thicker than he expected, but the crisp fruity flavor reminded him of apples. He hummed appreciatively as he rolled it around in his mouth. The texture was really strange. No matter how much he chewed, the jello didn't dissolve, or seem to change at all. Still, he enjoyed the taste, and as it started curling around his tongue-

Wait.

Quackity spat into his hands, heart racing. The jello- or rather, slime- began to move, curling around his fingers in a familiar way.

"Slime?!" He said incredulously. Sure enough, possibly the slime in his hands shifted slightly, forming into the face of what was possibly the strangest resident of Las Nevadas.

"Hello, Quackity of Las Nevadas!" Slime said, completely unbothered by the fact that Quackity had nearly eaten him.

"What the hell are you doing? Are you insane?" He asked the currently tiny slime. "I nearly ate you!"

"Yes!" Slime agreed, and his lack of self-preservation was going to make Quackity pull his hair out one of these days.

"Do you even know what that means?" He snapped, glaring at the slime in his hands. Slime was just as unaffected by the look as always, and Quackity fully expected he'd be giving another lecture that dying=bad today.

"Yes!" Slime said. "It means you swallow me, and then I go to the dark and the damp! Just like a hole!"

The statement threw Quackity for a loop. He stared at the sentient slime in his hands for a moment before he processed what he'd just said.

"Wait, wait, you want me to eat you?" He asked incredulously. Slime nodded- a little awkwardly as he'd only recently been taught how to do the gesture- and Quackity took a moment to adjust to yet another strange thing about Slime.

"Normally if someone's eaten, they die, you know," he told the slime.

"Don't worry, Quackity of Las Nevadas! You can't hurt me!" His friend(?) said cheerfully. Despite himself, Quackity felt an uncomfortable chill go down his spine. He never liked being reminded that the strange creature he'd essentially adopted- though he'd deny that to his grave- was very likely immortal. He was terrified what might happen if he got on the slimes bad side- if Slime even had a bad side.

"You're sure?" He asked, pushing away his discomfort.

"Of course!" Slime replied. "Are you going to eat me, Quackity of Las Nevadas?"

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. The exhaustion was creeping back now that he'd gotten over the shock of his snack being alive. It was incredibly weird to think about eating his friend, but Slime had obviously done this before. And Quackity really didn't want to go searching for something to eat.

"Yeah, I guess I am," he grumbled, lifting the slime to his mouth.

Slime crawled in with no warning, and Quackity nearly choked. For a moment, he just stood awkwardly, holding the slime in his mouth. Slime curled against his tongue again, and he licked instinctively. The same fruity flavor burst in his mouth, and he frowned, baffled. Why exactly did Slime taste good? It was like he was eating actual jello.

He couldn't ask while his mouth was full, so he pushed the question aside for later. He wasn't entirely sure what to do, until he remembered earlier, before he'd realized that it was Slime. He'd been chewing and biting down, but the slime had seemed perfectly fine. It felt strange to not chew when he had something in his mouth, so he very gently bit down.

Slime didn't react at all, so he started to chew normally. He was worried about hurting his friend, but it seemed the slime was right. Quackity couldn't actually hurt him.

Having Slime in his mouth was a little like chewing on an entire mouthful of gum. It wasn't unpleasant, but after a while, his jaw started to get tired. Hesitantly, Quackity started pushing the glob of his friend to the back of his mouth. He really wasn't sure about this part. If it felt weird to be chewing his friend like a piece of food, it felt flat out wrong to actually swallow him.

But, as naive as the slime could be sometimes, Quackity trusted his judgement- when it came to how he worked at least. If it was safe, and something that would make the slime happy, then Quackity would do this. Besides, if things went wrong, he had some nasty failed potions that would make it very easy to get Slime out again.

Quackity tilted his head back, and took a deep breath through his nose. Slime seemed to melt slightly, almost like he was relaxing. The slime's calmness about being swallowed made Quackity feel better too. Before he could keep overthinking it, he pushed his tongue back and swallowed.

Slime started to slide down his throat, the sensation smooth and cool. His friend was wiggling slightly as he went down, and it almost tickled. It took several thick swallows before Quackity could breathe again, and he rested a hand on his throat, marveling at the strange sensation of Slime traveling down.

He actually felt it when Slime reached his stomach. There was the feeling of something dropping into his stomach, and then a gentle pressure, almost like the slime was pressing against the walls of his stomach. Absently, he pressed back.

The weight of his friend settled below his heart was making something like warmth burn in his chest. It felt almost like… he was hugging Slime, protecting him. He was struck with the sudden realization that he cared about Slime, he cared about his friend even though he'd tried to distance himself. He wasn't sure when that happened, and he wasn't sure if he was ready to deal with that.

Before he could think too deeply, he was hit with a wave of exhaustion, and he remembered why he'd needed a snack in the first place. Slime was curled up comfortably in his stomach, he felt comfortably full, and he was ready to pass out.

It was all Quackity could do to stumble out of the kitchen and collapse onto the closest couch. As his eyes shut and his body fell limp, he curled unconsciously around his middle, a hand resting protectively over where Slime rested.

[kayla-crazy-stuffs]

*inhales*

TELL ME ABOUT NEW GHOSTS!!!!

HOWD THEY DIE?

WHERE DID THEY MEET?

HOW DID THEY MEET?

ARE THEY IN PUNZ’S HOUSE TOO?

HAVE THEY MEET DREAM AND PUNZ??? IF NO HOW THEN?!?!?

WHY CANT THEY PASS ON IF THEYRE GHOSTS?!?!?

*sharply breathes in to regain oxygen*

Ok I’m done 🥰Here’s a lollipop 🍭

Okay okay Becky, calm down... 🤯

Okay so, Quackity and Rubius where found by a human when they accidentally went borrowing without checking if the human was still there or if they left.

Rubius was the first one who was killed

He was sprayed with an insecticide at a very short distance and for a minute

Quackity was trapped under a glass, forced to see how they killed his friend; then it was his turn, he died the same way, his friend's body lying lifeless besides him...

Quackity and Rubius they knew each other since they were born

And no, they don't live at Punz's house; They live at.... (~~~~)

They'll probably meet Dream and Punz after that human where are they living into, meet those little ghosts :)

They can't move on because they want revenge on the human that killed them but as same as Dream, they couldn't find them, sooo yeah, they can't get their revenge and because of that they stay on earth :')

Thanks for the lollipop have a cookie 🍪 in return :]