#slime!karl

[dingbatnix]

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.

_______

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.

Taglist!

@brick-a-doodle-do @i-am-beckyu @da3dm @kayla-crazy-stuffs @local-squishmallow @skullsnbruises @munchkin1156 @gt-daboss

[demonboyhalo]

Charlie Slimecicle is a gift from god holy SHIT his monologue??? y'all i am so, so, so hopeful for c!Quackity now that he's gotten it kicked into his head that his empathy is his most persistent, most inevitable, and most crucial quality. Quackity watching Slime evolve on the harshest lessons of life, taught by both Purpled and him...then having that product of their cynical natures kill them both? having Slime say outright to his face that 'the same human ruined our lives' before making him fall from his creations? Quackity watched as the rules he built to protect himself ended up getting him killed, and then learned his lesson! he says he's making his last chance count bc it's the last legacy he'll get to leave behind. he knows he can't bottle his emotions bc he'll get attached regardless, so now he might actually communicate about issues and meaningfully resolve the tensions he has between Dream, Purpled, and - oh yeah - Karl and Sapnap.

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Acidic Slime

Artist: Karl Kopinski TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[rottinnymph]

they're just memories now

the boygirl i put through situations.

OHHHMY GODDDD this took literally forever (3 days is a long time idc.) please reblog or i'll die. here are theeee frames.

also making gifs on tumblr will be the death of me its so low quality i wantto die so much. ok anyways. bye <3

[xomoosexo]

okay I know I don't talk about sapnap that much but that one time when he played in Ludwig's Fortnite tournament with Nick and slime from the yard AND jerma and he had to be transfered at the last second from a team that he actually had friends on and nick and slime were expecting some kid who would be upset to be transfered and to be on a not so good team and yet they spent like 3 hours losing every game and he stayed so positive and happy to be there and they thought he was so sweet and funny they kept complimenting him and then Nick brought him up again on Karl's episode of the yard saying he thought all Minecraft people were unfunny and then he met sapnap and was like "I love this person"

[braveryy-14]

Karl from "bungou stray dogs" stimboard!!✩🦝

!!Some gifs were found on Pinteres¡¡

/🦝/✩/

[📚EDGAR ALLAN POE STIMBOARD🦝]

[ladyddanger]

WHAT DIFFERENT DSMP CHARACTERS WOULD BE CANCELED FOR A VERY SERIOUS POST

C!Sapnap: ironically saying yes when a tik toker asked if he was homophobic. (He has two husbands)

C!Karl: not remembering anyones name and tripping Tommy once.

C!Quackity: getting drunk and playing smash or pass with Wilbur’s old presidential pictures on Micheals podcast and then blaming it on his dyslexia.

Tina: being a lesbian.

Hannah: being a lesbian

Sam: being a cop

Punz: mansplaining to Dream.

Boomer: called Punz out for mansplaining but then everyone realized Punz was non binary and this started an fight over if non binary people could mansplain and Boomer got canceled too.

Foolish: killing that small town of people (it’s been a hundred years he’s changed)

Dream: making a tik tok saying : you can’t kill yourself after the smallest inconvenience!! And then cutting to a picture Wilbur.

Wilbur: flirting with Quackity and sending Dream death threats.

Fundy: dating Dream

George: dating Dream and calling Wilbur “mid”

Slime: stealing bones

Schlatt: sexism.

Nikki: trying to kill a teenager

Ranboo: kidnapping having a piglin son.

Tubbo: kidnapping having a piglin son.

Tommy: tweeting “grown ass man crying over a mushroom house get a job” at George during the exile conflict.

Jack: calling tommy a prick.

Bad boy halo: calling Dream a little muffin.

Ant: being high as fuck all the time.

Micheal Mc chill: having a podcast where he plays Smash or Pass

Puffy: being a bad therapist

Phil: killing his son and being a weeb.

Technoblade: being an anarchist.

Five second of Summer Micheal: having no idea Wtf is going on.

[anonymous-dentist]

The amount of love that c!Quackity has in his body despite believing that no one can love him back

[bisexualstegosaurus]

Now, listen ahem

I DONT (emphasis on the don’t) want to BUT hear me out, hear me out, hear me out.

If we took a vial of Moreaus weird fucking acidic face melting slime stuff and put it into a pot and boiled it? Would it be in theory consumable? Like non-toxic paint?

Again, I DONT want to but I’m curious. Could we turn it into an adhesive? Could it be hair dye for Mommy Miranda? Could it be used as a temporary substitute for the House Dimitrescus wine?

[mushiewrites]

hallo

so abt the ask from that anon asking for 22 with karlnapity-- theres a chance that its not but i found this that u reblogged: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/twordishfics/688269871964897280?source=share

22 seems to be “I love you, but this has to happen.” which if thats the correct post i see why that anon chose 22 for karlnapity

it might not be but im like- 70 to 80-ish percent sure thats the post the anon chose 22 from

-slime

from this post!

oh my gosh IT IS, thank you so much Slime!!!

For anon - I know not everyone is super comfortable with irl ships so I'm doing c!Karlnapity, I hope that's okay!

Karl and Quackity had been enjoying the afternoon off, lazily laying around in the king size bed they had to share between them and Sapnap. They had put on a movie as background noise to pass the time as they fell in and out of sleep, having quiet conversations about nothing and everything, just feeling warm to be in each others presence. The calm, sleepy atmosphere was a nice change from the usual hustle and bustle of the server.

However, they knew it wouldn't last forever as Sapnap made his way to their room, already talking a mile a minute as he ranted about the things that annoyed him throughout the morning. Karl had rolled his eyes, turning to bury his head between two pillows to drown out the groaning from his fiance standing at the end of the bed.

"Really? That's how it's gonna be?" Sapnap smirked, reaching under the covers and grabbing Karl's ankle, gently bringing up his free hand to run his fingers over the socked foot and giggling when Karl yelped. Sapnap kept a tight grip on the ankle in his hand, steadying it as he ran his fingers with a rougher touch down to his heel, before dragging his nails up and under Karl's toes. Karl squealed at that, thrashing and kicking his free leg, yanking at his trapped one until he finally was able to break free.

"Sahapnap, DON'T!" Karl sat up in the bed, drawing his knees to his chest and rubbing at the foot that was still feeling the tickles from seconds ago. Quackity giggled fondly from next to Karl, ruffling his hand through the brunettes hair as he turned to look at Sapnap.

"Come on, Sap, we were just relaxing. Why don't you come lay down, you big brute?" Sapnap smirked at the nickname Quackity had come up with, rolling his eyes as he crawled his way onto the bed.

Before he settled down in the spot the two had made for him between them, Sapnap turned towards Quackity before running fingers along his sides, increasing the pressure and speed the more the boy under him struggled.

"Fuhuhuck OFF SAHAP!" Quackity tried his best to stay firm, speaking through gritted teeth to try and keep the giggles down. Sapnap shook his head at that, not liking that Quackity was holding back, so he quickly moved his hands down and squeezed at the joints of the smaller boys hipbones. Quackity screamed, gripping onto Sapnap's wrists and attempting to pull the hands away from his hips when suddenly the hands were completely gone.

Quackity opened his eyes to see a very giggly Sapnap under a very grumpy Karl, who was straddling his waist and gripping his wrists tightly so he couldn't fight back.

"P-Plehease guys, this doesn't have to happehehen!" Sapnap couldn't help but nervously giggle through his pleading, kicking and thrashing as much as he could as he became tangled in the blankets. He silently cursed himself for being so wired most days, knowing he had brought this on himself.

"I love you, but this has to happen." Sapnap turned his head to the right as Quackity spoke close to his ear, pressing his shoulder up and rubbing it to try and get rid of the ghost tickles the soft voice left.

Before he had time to beg or plead again, Quackity had grabbed both wrists from Karl, quickly pulling them above Sapnap's head as Karl darted both of his hands under Sapnap's arms. The brunette screamed, arching his back and trying to kick as much as he could, but it was no use. He was well and truly trapped below his fiance's, with nothing left to do besides give in to the tickles the rest of the afternoon.

[dingbatnix]

Ohh i see. Does he ever get back to normal????

Eventually! He's currently super stressed and tired (from time travelling (which doesn't happen when he's stuck in his slime form, thankfully)) so it's gonna take a while. First hel have to build up enough mass, and then he'll be able to control what he looks like. He'll probably go back to looking like his human self, for peace of his own mind.

[captainpuffys-kinhelp]

𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐋 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐁𝐒 ★ stimboard with; themes of yellow and slime. for @apollo-collective.

★ ★ ★ - ★ ★ ★ - ★ ★ ★

[stefankarlfanblog]

Now is the time🎄✨

As I have promised in my annocument post around the beginning of the month, I and a friend of mines that I have known for a year now, have worked together to finally give y'all a gift this 2022 Christmas!

As the video says, me and @theabstractwoman have found three rare slime tutorials with Stefán Karl as the Grinch! One video and two audio recordings all dating from his performance in 2009!

I have been searching for them since 2017 and the great @theabstractwoman has helped me more than enough with finding it and I am grateful for them as it was one of the missing pieces of my overall Stefán Karl collection and I want to archive it for others to find easily as well 🙏✨

Click here to access them!

The link also includes a subtitles file that was made by me and my friend!

And for those curious, the instrumental used is from The Grinch PSX game OST, Sleigh Ride :)

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Acidic Slime

Artist: Karl Kopinski TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[mizooncat]

Digital painting of Stefán Karl as the Grinch, specifically referencing his 2008~2009 look to celebrate the occuasion of finding a slime tutorial with him :,)

What "slime tutorial" am I talking about? Seek this post!

[cyncerity]

So about that post you reblogged a few hours ago?

This is a request for you to ramble about whatever you’ve been thinking about the most for that au, I’m curious.

Have a Big Red to get the thoughts flowin’

🥤

you have no idea what you’ve allowed me to do my friend >:)

ok i really want to ramble about Schlatt in this au, he’s arguably the most interesting and put together character in the au, and he kinda ties all the different groups of characters (dream team, the fiancés, benchtrio, Charlie and Ted, Wilbur, etc) together, but i’m still in a big karlnapity mood so i’m sticking with them.

and yeah i’ll be talking some more about vore stuff but that’s not gonna be everything i swear

it’s all under the cut cause it’s long (of course it is i’m me and i’ve never shortened anything in my life)

Ok so i mentioned this in the tags of the previous post but in case anyone didn’t read those: Karl is a ermine hybrid. Wild ermines turn white in the winter to better blend in with snow. Therefore Karl’s hair, tail, and the fur on his hands, feet, and ears (which are rounded and animalistic btw) turn a really light platinum blonde/white. Yes this is because of the bleach-blonde Karl phase. Also because of the hybrid genes, when Karl doesn’t get enough sun (like in winter months), he gets pale quicker than most people do. He also has more animalistic feet and has finger and toe beans!

Anyway, Sapnap is big on noms in this au. Karl really likes dark, tight spaces cause of his instict to hide in burrows, so he is just predestined to like noms cause of his biology. Sapnap is more than willing to oblige him after he learns it’s safe (Dream tells him it’s alright, after completely making sure that Sapnap knows that if he ever tries to nom him, he’s a dead man. And Sapnap believes wholeheartedly that Dream not only means it but could actually kill him.)

Now for the interesting bit: Quackity could be nommed, given that he’s a shifter, but neither Sapnap nor Karl know he’s a shifter. Only Schlatt knows, cause of backstory stuff. But after Q’s trauma, which i mentioned in a previous post, he refuses to shrink. Being a shifter is pretty uncommon, but being a human with hybrid features is impossible. Thank god his boyfriends are idiots. Or rather, Sapnap doesn’t know anything about hybrids and Karl didn’t grow up around borrowers and even now only knows one other normal borrower (Dream), so how would he know?

Anyway, Quackity does nom Karl though. After some pleading from Karl and Sapnap trying to convince him it’s safe, he eventually relents. Not because they asked him to, but because he was getting just a little bit jealous of the time Sapnap and Karl were spending together.

After Quackity noms him a few times and he’s a tiny bit more used to it, pranks start. Karl hides in food, tries to force his way down his throat in the middle of the night, or even try to gaslight Q into swallowing him (as politely as possible, though, this is Karl we’re talking about).

Sapnap is in on it, too. He tries to get Quackity to admit that it’s nice (Quackity does think it’s nice, he won’t admit it), continuously helps Karl get in stupider hiding spots to get eaten from, and has even hidden Karl in his mouth and then kissed Quackity and Karl took that opportunity fairly quickly. Q was a flustered mess and wouldn’t talk to either of them for the rest of the day. He didn’t even let Karl out, he just didn’t talk to him.

Quackity was nommed when he was really really little, cause that’s normal for baby avians, but hasn’t been nommed since. However, he does have a crop, and he instinctually loves having things in it, especially living things. He used to hate that cause of how morbid it was and how much it made him feel like a monster, but after he starts going out with Karl, he learns that it’s maybe not so bad.

However, Quackity doesn’t put him in his crop that much. Normally he just swallows him down to his stomach like Sapnap does, cause if he noms him when Sapnap’s around, Sap would probably find it a bit odd that Q is storing Karl in an organ he doesnt have, and Quackity wants him to think he’s as human as possible. However, if it’s late at night and Sapnap is already asleep, Quackity sends Karl to the pouch. It’s not like Karl can tell the difference between the crop and stomach anyway.

Karl is pretty tall for a borrower, and his tail is fluffier and thicker than most borrower tails, so it can be a bit of a challenge to actually swallow him, but Q and Sapnap are nothing if not persistent. Well, Sapnap is. Q has an easier time swallowing things cause of hybrid reasons and birds are weird, but Sapnap is just built different ig. Anyway, Karl, being a bigger borrower, leaves a bump in both his boyfriends tums cause i’m a sucker for slightly larger than average prey. Sapnap’s tum is smaller than Q’s, so the bump Karl makes in Sap’s belly is just a bit more noticeable.

Sapnap loves this, he loves feeling the extra weight in his gut caused by the man he loves, and he loves walking or just doing any general movement cause it makes it easier to feel Karl snug inside him. He’ll nom Karl just go to the store or take a hike cause with every step he takes he can feel the minute jostling and steady breathes of his boyfriend, and he lives for it. He also wears hoodies a lot when he actually goes in public with Karl tucked away, cause he tends to absentmindedly rub the bump Karl makes and when he does this without his hand being hidden by a pocket he gets weird looks.

Quackity likes just about the opposite. He could 100% do without the extra weight in his stomach, and when he noms Karl he tends to just pick a place and sit there for a while, only getting up if necessary. He hates the swaying, drooping feeling in his gut, and tries to prevent that. Sapnap, as much as he loves it, knows how much Q hates it so whenever he noms Karl Sapnap makes sure to be around to get Q whatever he needs so he doesn’t have to get up. Quackity and Karl call that “simp behavior,” but Quackity loves the attention. Also, Q loves to just lay down and feel Karl. He’ll slow down his breathes and suck in his stomach slightly just to feel Karl better, and he loves it. It’s like giving his little boyfriend a hug from all sides, especially if Quackity decides he’s gonna lay face down. After all, Karl doesn’t mind getting a little squished, and he can feel him so much better that way. Q also rarely lifts his hand from his stomach when Karl’s in there. At least one hand must be over the tiny hybrid at all times, cause his instincts flare up at the internal movement and some primitive part of him (probably the part that sees anything being stored in him as a chick) says that whatever’s in there must be protected at all costs and damn if Q isn’t a slave to his instincts.

It doesn’t matter which boyfriend has Karl, the other will either be soft or make fun of them both. I’m also a big sucker for a third person in a vore scenario, so if, for example, Q sees Sapnap sleeping with a hand over a more full than usually belly, you’d better believe that Quackity is going to drop everything he was doing and nap with them. And if Sapnap wakes up to see Q asleep with his head laying over his stomach, he just takes a quick blackmail photo and goes back to sleep with his boyfriends. On the other end of the spectrum, Sapnap has on multiple occasions blasted and airhorn while Quackity was just vibing with Karl, causing all of Q’s muscles to tense and Karl to get squished. Quackity retaliated a few days later by pulling the same kiss trick i mentioned earlier, when he saw Sapnap about to swallow Karl so he kissed him and managed to pull Karl into his mouth and swallow him instead. Sapnap was a weird mix of kinda flustered, a little frustrated, and a lot impressed.

I’m now realizing that i didn’t talk much about what Karl thought about noms other than he instigated them most of the time (tho Sapnap is starting to rival him in that regard). Karl doesn’t purr like some borrowers do, but when he’s really happy and really stuck in his insticts he kinda chitters, and Sapnap and Q think it’s the cutest noise in the world. He also tastes a teeny bit sour, but mostly sweet and rich. Like if you turned a jolly rancher into ice cream. Karl also gets stuck in instict frenzies sometimes, and will give no warning as he looks for the nearest and most comforting enclosed space to be in. 99% of the time it’s one of the fiancés, no matter how far they are. Also, when i mentioned Quackity and Sapnap playing pranks on each other, Karl plays better pranks on both of them. He has covered himself in squirt-able sour candy, has brought stupid things into their stomachs, the whole nine yards. However, they always get back at him. He can’t count the number of times Sapnap has held onto the end of his tail in the midst of swallowing him.

all in all, the three of them have an interesting relationship that i adore and thank you for giving me an excuse to throw my vore obsessed brain’s ideas at my keyboard hsjskskshsj