#tiny!quackity

[cyncerity]

Finally! The Store Shifter AU dad story!!

Holy shit this took so long, i’m still not fully satisfied with the ending but this story has been like genuinely over 5 months in the making so i’m leaving it as is. also this will need a part 2 so expect that hopefully in a shorter period of time than this one took!

guys this thing is like almost 5k words lol

tw vore: don’t like it don’t read it

“Bad, are you sure this is the best idea?” “Yes I’m sure, now be quiet, we’re almost there.”

Skeppy huffed, blowing a few loose strands of hair out of his face. Bad always got like this when they went on retrieval missions. The kind and funny (if not somewhat naïve) man he married buried beneath a stoic, focused outer shell. He couldn’t blame him, though. Humans were horrifying to be around, and if Bad felt like he needed to turn off everything to get them all out of there safely, so be it. Usually it was just the two of them, Skeppy and Bad against the world as it always seemed to be, but Sam was with them today. He’d been pretty silent through their walk, but Skeppy could sense the unease practically radiating off him. Sam was a builder, after all; he almost never went near humans. But, according to him, some homes in their colony had been damaged by storms and needed repair work that would be significantly easier with human tools.

So, here they were. Bad, Skeppy, and Sam, headed towards a human market. Skeppy had been fully opposed, but the hunt and crops had been poor at the colony, and their supplies likely wouldn’t be regrown until a few months from now if they were lucky. Bad suggested the human’s market, where he’d heard other borrowers say they’d seen humans come in with nothing and leave with bags full of god knows what. He was confident they’d be able to find the necessary rations there, and even if he was scared, he wouldn’t let Bad go to some human infested place without him. Then Sam had joined them and off they’d gone, promising the rest of the colony to be back in a day or two.

As they neared the market, Skeppy could see Bad tense. Anyone else wouldn’t have noticed the slight crease of his brows, the minute shaking of his hands. That’s part of what made him a great leader for their colony; he was able to stay calm and collected no matter what. But having known him for so long, Skeppy could read him like an open book. He was scared. Sam, meanwhile, wasn’t even trying to hide it. He was quaking, clearly terrified of going into a space filled with creatures he knows could and likely would kill him if given the chance. Skeppy, honestly, was equally terrified. They almost never ventured this far into human society, and certainly never into human inhabited spaces. But, all for the good of the colony.

They approached the building and saw humans leaving the store, making Skeppy’s stomach turn in fear. He was sure that his fear was just as noticeable as Sam’s was, and he wasn’t sure how Bad was managing to keep his cool while him and Sam were panicking right next to him. But somehow, Bad pressed them forward, and they had little choice but to follow. They’d already made it this far, and like hell Skeppy was gonna back down and leave Bad to do this alone now.

They managed to get in the door right behind a human before scurrying back to the shadows for safety the second they entered the building, and holy shit was it bigger than he’d thought it was. There were dozens and dozens of rows one hundred times bigger than any one of them, even if they were small compared to the trees of the forest. “We’ll have to search from above,” Bad whispered quietly, breaking the unspoken vow of silence that the three had been following since nearing the shop. “Skeppy, lend me a rope. We can hoist each other up on each level.”

So, that they did. One of them would climb, then throw a rope for the other two to climb to meet them, only occasionally having to hide behind whatever human product was nearest to avoid being spotted. Thank god there weren’t as many humans in the place as he’d initially thought there would be. After a while, the three had made it to the top, overlooking pretty much the entire shop. Skeppy took note that most of the food they’d need was farther back in the store, unfortunately, but at least the platforms they stood on were close enough together that they could jump them. He also took note that a good number of humans were leaving, which was great for them, but also meant that night was likely coming soon, so they had to be fast. It wasn’t safe to travel the woods at night. Bad seemed to recognize this, as he gestured for Skeppy and Sam to follow him, leading them towards what they’d need. After a few more minutes of the three heading to the back, almost all the humans were gone except for a few in bright green vests. Skeppy reasoned that they were the ones who operated the place, if they all dressed the same and stayed when no one else did. But he wasn’t worried; what were the odds that the humans would look up to see them?

“Hey, Nick, you wanna head home early? You don’t look so good, I’m sure Dream wouldn’t mind.” Skeppy heard a human say. He knew it’d be best to stay back, but Skeppy was nothing if not stupidly impulsive. He leaned over the edge of the platform they’d been walking on, catching the attention of Bad and Sam too late to stop him. The human who had spoken was wearing a white sweater and gold chain with blonde hair and pale skin. He was talking to another human, “Nick” apparently, who was slumped over some boxes he was putting on a shelf, back turned to where the borrowers were. This one had a dark red hoodie and black beanie pulled over his head that almost matched the shade of his hair. The first human was right, though; if human body language read anything like a borrowers, this guy really wasn’t looking good. Nevertheless, he responded. “Hm? No, no, I’m fine, Punz, really.” He mumbled, barely looking up. The blonde one, “Punz,” didn’t look like he believed it for a second. “Bullshit. C’mere, let me take your temperature.” He said, pulling the other human to face him, and-

No.

No fucking way.

Skeppy could feel that Bad at this point had noticed his absence and had come over to drag him away from the conversation by force, but he shook himself free from his grip, eyes never leaving the scene in front of him. That was him. There’s no way it wasn’t. His hair was different, far different from the hazel brown he remembered, the same shade as his father’s, but it was him. He even had the discoloration around his eyes to prove it, the scar that had nicknamed him “Pandas” all those years ago. He looked older, much older, no longer the teen Skeppy remembered, and more tired. Worn down, even. He really did look sick.

Bad wasn’t letting go, and now Sam was trying to help him. Punz and Nick- no, Sapnap, he was sure of it- were still idly chatting below, Punz trying to convince Sapnap he needed to go and Sapnap insisting he was fine. At another insistent yank from Bad, Skeppy finally snapped, pulling away and grabbing Bad by the front of his hood, dragging his face close. “Bad,” he whispered as quietly as he could with tears threatening to spill from his eyes, “it’s our son.”

He saw Bad’s eyes light up for a moment before fear masked his expression. He looked down at Sapnap, who was now sat alone, staring at the ground. Punz must’ve left at some point without him noticing. Bad sat in stunned silence, and for once Skeppy couldn’t read his expression. An expression he could read, however, was Sam’s. He looked an odd mix of confused and mortified. Skeppy was confused at the odd reaction before it hit him; Sam didn’t know Sapnap was a shifter. “That’s Sapna-mph?!“ “Shh!!” Sam whisper yelled before Skeppy slapped a hand over his mouth. “Ok, i don’t know what he’s doing here but yes, it has to be. He can…do this. I mean, he can look human. But he’s not! It’s…it’s a long story, dude.” “I- He..what?? Bad, you knew about this?” Sam whisper yelled again, quieter. “…Yes.” Bad took a moment to answer, like it pained him to admit out loud that the ‘human’ down there was his own son. “How can…how long has he-“ Sam cut himself off as Sapnap’s head snapped up, revealing that his eyes were almost black with how large his pupils were. He looked out of it entirely. He looked…predatory.

Bad gasped, stumbling back from the edge of the platform he’d been watching from and fell to the ground, clutching his chest, unable to control his ragged breathing. Skeppy and Sam were immediately right there beside him, Sam trying to lead him through breathing exercises as quietly as possible as Skeppy asked him what was wrong. After a few moments, Bad managed to choke out words. “We- we need…to go. We..we need t- to go now.” “Why? What’s going on?” Skeppy asked. Before Bad could give any semblance of an answer, they heard boxes be knocked over. To curious for his own good, Skeppy went to see what it was, and Sam and Bad reluctantly followed.

Sapnap was stood again, back turned to the three as he looked up at one of the shelves near him. And there stood- “Alex?” Skeppy heard Sam whisper, hope full in his voice. Skeppy had almost forgotten that the day Sapnap ran away was the last time Sam had seen his own son. Quackity looked older, too. His hair was longer and he looked more well nourished and muscular than the scrawny, scrappy little boy Skeppy had watched grow up. He also still wore his stupid little bandana and the face covering Karl had made him after he’d got that gash through his mouth. But even with that mask on, Skeppy noticed the confusion and pity in his eyes as he looked at his boyfriend.

“Sapnap?” Quackity asked, but there was no response. He kept looking for a little bit before sighing and looking around. What for, Skeppy didn’t know, but what he did find was them. Skeppy saw Quackity’s eyes go wide as he noticed the three, and he looked horrified. Sam stood and waved, moving to say something before Quackity violently charaded to keep quiet. He then started to shoo them, and Bad immediately took the hint and tried to pull the both of them away, but Skeppy and Sam held their ground. “Why?” Sam said just barely loud enough for Quackity to hear across the aisle, but also loud enough for Sapnap to notice apparently, as he started to turn around towards them. “Just go!!” Quackity screamed, drawing Sapnap’s attention back to himself as his head snapped back. Quackity took a step forward about to yell something else before time froze.

Faster than he could blink, Sapnap had reached up and roughly grabbed Quackity off the shelf, holding him to his face for a short moment before stuffing him in his mouth. He could hear muffled yelling, too distant to make out any words, and could see indents of Quackity pushing against Sapnap’s cheeks trying to fight his way out. Bad was silent, ghastly white and completely unmoving, not even breathing, which left Skeppy to turn his attention away from the scene in front of him to keep Sam quiet. He quickly and forcefully wrapped his arm around his mouth and pulled him back, using his other hand to push Sam’s head into the crook of his elbow to muffle him. Sam was yelling and screaming; clawing, kicking, doing anything just to make Skeppy to let him go, but he endured it. It was all he could do to not think too heavily into what he’d just seen. There was no way Sapnap would…eat him. He’d watched Quackity and Sapnap grow up together. Before Karl came along, it’d really just been the two of them. They were best friends from the start, and early in their teenage years, it turned to something more. Sapnap cared more about Quackity than himself, he knew that for a fact. There had to be something he was missing here, right?

All at once, Sam fell silent. The screaming, kicking, everything stopped. Everything but his crying; Skeppy could feel his sleeve growing wet with tears. Maybe this was a good sign. Maybe Sapnap had spit him out, maybe it was all a prank, a joke, anything. Sapnap was raised by him and Bad, after all. He’d seen his fair share of trolling from his fathers. Sapnap couldn’t do this, he and Bad hadn’t raised a monster. This wasn’t happening. Everything was ok.

As he looked up, the sight ahead of him said otherwise.

Sapnap had his head tilted up, one hand lightly pressed on something- no, someone in his throat, while the other was holding something just outside his mouth; a tail. Quackity’s tail. Quackity was moving under the pressure; squirming, thrashing even, under Sapnap’s skin, yet the expression on his son’s face read nothing but bliss. Skeppy could even swear he saw drool seeping out of the corners of his smile. He couldn’t watch this. He couldn’t stay here and stand to see the boy he had raised, had loved his entire life, kill someone that Skeppy had thought he’d watched him grow to love. But he couldn’t move. He stood frozen, tears welling in his eyes and his body cold from fear with Sam limp and silently sobbing in his arms. Sam, poor Sam, who sat here watching his son be eaten alive not only by his previous future son-in-law, by his own best friends’ son. Bad, who’d been so silent that Skeppy had nearly forgotten he was here, barely seemed to be breathing. His only signs of life were the tears pouring down his face and the violent shaking that wracked his entire frame. He looked so scared Skeppy was surprised he was still standing.

The three of them watched in silent horror as finally, after what felt like hours, Sapnap let go of Quackity’s tail. They watched his form fall farther and farther down Sapnap’s throat little by little until finally his struggles had disappeared beneath his lover’s collar bones, sealing his fate. Sapnap dropped his head and sighed, the blissful, at peace expression he wore making Skeppy sick. He watched Sapnap seemingly subconsciously trace a line down his torso, no doubt following where Quackity was within his body, until he finally placed a palm on his stomach. And if there was any doubt (which at this point could only be chalked up to wishful thinking) as to what fate Quackity had truly met, it had all been dispelled as the three heard horrible, violent gurgling sounds coming from Sapnap’s stomach. Sapnap covered his whole midsection with his arm, face tinged pink in apparent embarrassment as he whipped his head side to side to make sure no one was around. Luckily for the three of them, he still didn’t think to look up. He blinked a few times before looking down at where his arm laid for a few seconds and subsequently sighing, rolling his eyes (which Skeppy belatedly realized were back to normal instead of the horrifying all consuming black). He began rubbing his stomach as a few more gurgles were heard and he pulled a little thin black box from his apron, tapping it a few times before holding it to his ear.

A few seconds of silence later, Sapnap was speaking. “Hey, Dream! Did Punz tell you I was sick? He said he was going off to find you like 10 minutes ago.” More silence. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine now. I think I just needed something to eat, if you know what I mean.” Skeppy’s heart skipped a beat hearing Sapnap so nonchalantly refer to his own species, to someone he loved, as food. “I’m just gonna go on break now if that’s ok. Could you meet me by the security office? I need you to help me, uh…get rid of something.” Another break. “Ok, sounds good, I’ll meet you then. Bye.” He said, tapping the black box again before slipping it back into a pocket and moving to leave the aisle. At that, Skeppy decided it was far past time to go. He went to grab Bad before realizing that he was fully unconscious, likely having passed out from fear. Sam, on the other hand, lay sobbing. Skeppy could do nothing but try to drag him to away, but ultimately failed. “Sam,” Skeppy whispered, voice cracking through tears and shivering, “We…we have to go.” “I failed.” he responded, not bothering to whisper since Sapnap was gone. “I failed as a father. I couldn’t save him. I- I couldn’t save them. Either of them.” He chocked out, tears pouring harder. Skeppy stood shocked; Sam rarely mentioned his other son anymore. It’d been so, so long since he’s been around that Skeppy (as much as it pained him to admit it to himself) had almost forgotten he existed completely. And didn’t that just make this all the more sad; Sam didn’t deserve to lose another kid. He didn’t deserve to have these old scars ripped back open again. “You couldn’t have known.” Skeppy said, sitting down beside him. “There’s nothing you could’ve done. I…I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry, Sam.”

Skeppy wasn’t sure why he felt the need to apologize, but in some way, this felt like his fault. Sapnap was his son. What had he done wrong? How long had Sapnap been planning to do this? What would Karl say if he saw this? Is Karl even still alive, or did Sapnap get to him first? How were they gonna tell Tina that her younger brother got killed by his fiancé, of all people?

Skeppy was only snapped out of it when a hand rested on his own, and he turned to see Sam looking at him. His tear-stained expression held no anger, no contempt for the man who had raised the person to have just killed his son, just…pity and sadness. Sam didn’t hate him. Sam felt…sorry for him. Sorry that his son had turned out like this after so many years being away from home. Sorry that the boy who they’d both loved growing up was gone, twisted into a psychopath and cannibal. In a way, they’d both lost their kids today. Skeppy couldn’t do anything but break down, clinging to Sam and sobbing as he finally processed everything that he’d seen today. Sam just hugged back tightly, like Skeppy was his only lifeline, and sobbed with him.

“We should get going.” Sam sighed after what felt like hours. “We need to help Bad, and I’m sure the others are wondering why we’re not back yet.” Skeppy, still numb, just nodded and helped sling one of Bad’s unconscious arms over his shoulder while Sam took another. The walk back to where they had come from was silent, neither of them willing to bring up the fact that they hadn’t actually retrieved any supplies and the whole trip was kinda pointless, but were met with a sight that neither had been expecting.

The doors were tied shut with chains. They couldn’t get out.

They were stuck there till morning.

~~~~~

Sapnap sat in the break room fiddling with his phone when he saw Dream come in, twirling a set of keys on his finger. “You said you needed access to the security room?” “‘Bout time.” Sapnap responded sarcastically, standing up off the beanbag chair with a hand over his stomach to keep the extra weight in his gut from swaying as he moved. Seriously, no matter how many times or how often he’d done this, he was never going to get used to it, was he? “Sorry I needed to lock up the store, asshole.” Dream replied, leading him out of the room to the security office down the hall. “Ranboo is staying at my place tonight so Tom and Tubbo aren’t alone, so I had to lock up from inside today cause someone invited me to stay the night to work on parkour stuff.” “Don’t pin this on me, I’m being nice to you for once.” Sapnap replied, lightly elbowing Dream as he tried to unlock the door and messing him up. Dream flipped him off without even moving his vision away from the lock before getting back to work. “Are you at the security office yet?” Quackity asked, startling Sapnap which in turn startled Dream, who gave him an odd look. Sapnap just pointed to his stomach and Dream rolled his eyes and went back to work on the lock.

“Yeah, we are. Holy shit, dude, you scared the fuck outta me, I thought you were asleep. You haven’t said anything like this entire time.” “I couldn’t fall asleep. Something…something happened, man.” “…Well that doesn’t sound ominous at all. What kinda something? Something bad?? Are you ok, did I do something?” “I’m fine!” Quackity quickly responded, picking up on his fiancé’s nervous tone. “It’s just…well I don’t know yet. You’ll be able to see for yourself on the video camera. I don’t want to freak you out if it’s nothing.” Sapnap went to ask what that meant before Dream finally managed to open the door with a little cheer of celebration. He ushered Sapnap in as he started to log into the camera’s system.

“Ok, so can you tell me what happened?” Dream questioned. “It’s been a while since I did the instinct thing, so I guess I looked kinda sickly, so Punz ran to get you. After that I started to feel nauseous and sat down and passed out. When I woke up again, Quackity was in here and I felt a lot better. I think my instincts just fully took over so I wasn’t conscious, like, at all. I figured I would see what exactly happened and then delete the footage so no one else could see me lose it.” Dream nodded. “Yeah, I figured that’s what you meant by ‘needed something to eat.’ Kinda also figured that instincts had something to do with why Punz said you looked sick, so I asked Quackity to go and look for you.” Sapnap vaguely heard Quackity confirm what Dream had said. “Oh, thanks dude.” “No problem. Now, where and when was this again?”

Sapnap gave a few more specifications on what had happened, and at this point he could feel Quackity nervously pacing in his gut, which felt…weird, to say the least. “Quackity, dude, are you ok? You never move this much in there, it’s kinda freaking me out. And it feels weird.” “Sorry.” He heard as he felt Quackity drop back down to sit, almost immediately starting to tap his foot. “You’re nervous about something.” “No I’m-“ “You’re sitting with your eye sockets pressed into your knees while tapping your foot. I’ve known you my entire life, I don’t need to be able to see you to know what you’re doing. You only do that when you’re really anxious, what’s up?” “Like I said, you’ll see on the video.” Sapnap was about to respond again, but was agin cut off by Dream. “Found it! Oh shit, yeah, you look really out of it, I’m surprised you made it as long as y- what the fuck is that??” That bit caught Sapnap’s attention. He moved closer to the tv and noticed what Dream was questioning: on the grainy monitor, there were 3 small silhouettes on top of an aisle in front of Sapnap. “Are those…borrowers?” Dream asked, looking over to Sapnap. “They have to be. What the hell are more borrowers doing in the store? Q, is this what you were worried about?” “…Mostly.” Quackity responded, and Sapnap nodded to Dream so he could follow along. “…fast forward, see if you can tell when they leave.” Sapnap relayed the request to Dream, who did as he asked.

“Oh no…” Sapnap whispered. “What?” Dream asked, but Quackity was apparently more than aware of the issue. “They didn’t listen, did they? They didn’t go when I told them too?” “No, no they didn’t…” Sapnap whispered again, in shock. He felt Quackity stand and start to pace again, but this time couldn’t care to correct it. “What? Who didn’t what?” Dream asked. “The borrowers on the aisle. Quackity was signaling for them to leave so they wouldn’t see me do..that, but they didn’t. They’re seeing everything.” Sapnap gestured back up to the screen, where at this point he could see Quackity entering his throat and the borrowers backing up, one even kicking and fighting another to do something. “Well…thats not good, but it can’t be that bad, right? I mean, what are the odds you’ll ever see them again? I mean, sure they can tell a colony about a human that ate a borrower, but you guys have always kinda been under the impression we did that anyway, right? At the absolute worst, they’ll have another horror story to get kids to bed on time.” “Dream, I just traumatized 3 random borrowers for life.” “I was under the impression you were all just kinda traumatized from shit in general, is this really that much worse?” “Sapnap, tell him to shut up.” Quackity interrupted. Sapnap obliged by smacking a hand over Dream’s mouth and putting a finger over his own lips. “…I need you to let me out.” Sapnap looked confused for a moment. Quackity had only been in there for a few hours; normally when this happened he would just stay the night since it was more of a hassle to get dry and clean just to put on pjs. Something was wrong, still, Sapnap would never hold the man he loved against his will.

Sapnap quickly brought him up, placing a hand under his mouth as Quackity climbed out. Quackity’s head snapped immediately to the security footage. At this point, Sapnap could see himself finally swallow Quackity down, and the 3 borrowers react accordingly with varying levels or fear and distress. One of them even went unconscious. Quackity watched with a look of worry that made Sapnap anxious; in all the years he’d known Quackity, he’d never seen him like this. Why was he this worried? He barely registered that in the video he had regained control, only focused on what could have caused the fear in his fiancé’s eyes.

Until one of the borrowers turned enough for their face to be seen in the camera.

That…that was his dad. That was Skeppy, holding onto someone who had to be Sam. His other dad was taller than that. That means that the last one, the borrower who’d passed out when Sapnap had swallowed Quackity was…

Sapnap felt his breath speed up. He quickly set Quackity down on the desk as he clutched a hand to his chest and his vision started to blur. “Sap?” Dream questioned, hands hovering around him in concern, “Sapnap are you ok??” “That’s…Those are…” He couldn’t get the words out. Fuck. No, fuck, god no, this wasn’t how this was supposed to go, they weren’t supposed to know, they weren’t supposed to ever see him again but now they knew everything.

They knew he was a monster.

“…those are our dads.” Quackity whispered, barely audible as dreams eyes widened. “The one crying is my dad, the other two are Sapnap’s.”

[mysterious-gizem]

𝚂𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍

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Giant’s

For years giants hid from the human race, a small yet brutal and chaotic species. Until eventually the giant race grew to realize they could overthrow the human's easily, human's were cocky, they couldn't accept that they weren't top of the food chain anymore.

Oh, that was their first mistake.

The giant's only requested equality.

Yet, human's waged a war against beings that were stronger, faster, and ofcourse, bigger.

And that was the second mistake, upon many more they would make.

Giant’s prevailed, ofcourse. This time the human's were the ones hiding, small human civilizations stayed strong, deciding to fight back against the giant's. The giant's respected the effort and proposed a peace treaty.

Most of humanity instantly agreed, a few were stubborn and believed that if humans were on top before, they could do it again.

~◇~

"So you're seriously not gonna eat us?" The brunette hesitantly asked the giant, the giant was just rather relieved that both the humans weren't crying or defensively screaming at him like a few minutes ago.

"L-Look, they forcefeed me human's here, just so they can get rid of other humans they find...inadequate." The taller sighed, "Honestly, it's a miracle they didn't make me eat you." The way the giant said it so casually set some unease upon the two men.

"W-Well I'm Dream, what about you guys?"

Small talk, okay, this might help out our situation.

"I'm George, this is Sapnap." George said whilst addressing to the raven haired male, who was holding him in a protective matter. Sapnap seemed to ease up easily to Dream, George was still rather hesitant yet he considered his situation at the moment and theres really no reason the giant should be nice to them.

"It's nice having company..." Dream blurted out, Sapnap stared up to be met with those unruly bright green eyes, it being the only feature they can get from the other with dim lighting; Sapnap coughed, "How long have you been...down here?"

Silence, it wasn't fairly long, but it was eerie nonetheless.

"Maybe a few months? I don't know, they gave me a clock but it was too small for me to read so they took it away." The giant explained solemnly. "Best if you get comfy, until you guys can escape, it's not safe." Both humans quietly listened as they began to tiredly spur out ideas on how they could possibly escape.

Hour's have passed, both human's falling comfortably asleep side by side eachother, Dream looked down on them, uncomfortably shifting ever so often; afraid of crushing them on accident, the area was too small, if he kneeled his head would already be pushing up on the ceiling. With two other people to worry about he felt even more cramped.

~◇~

George stirred awake, groaning at the pain that his entire body was currently recieving, the brunette realized Sapnap wasn't near him; his senses became more clear, recognizing a few familiar chattering voices.

"-And suddenly, BAM! George shot an arrow through the zombies head, it was so cool since the forest was on fire and he could still hit the zombie even with his bulky weird goggles." Sapnap giggled.

"What!?"

Dream and Sapnap snapped their attention to the now annoyed brunette, "My goggles aren't weird! They help keep the sun from hurting my eyes when I'm trying to shoot something." He huffed. A raspy chuckle came from the giant as he watched the two humans, it's the most entertaining thing he's seen in a while.

As the raven haired man and brunette bickered a loud rumble interrupted them which caught them off gaurd. They both stared at Dream, who was embarrassed, the giant was avoiding their gaze. "Sorry..." He mumbled. "Do they really not feed you daily?" Sapnap grumbled.

"No- but I've gotten used to not eating for while."

It's been a long, long while...

"They basically took everything off of us besides clothes..." George announced while patting down his pockets. "Look I think we need to keep thinking of a way on how to get you two outta here." Dream said while biting down his lower lip anxiously.

"Sapnap said we could try luring the gaurds in a rushing out, but what about you?" The brunette asked the giant, "I'll be fine we just need to get you guys out." George nodded, not wanting to pry on why he was so persistent of getting them to leave.

Sapnap interjected, "Actually I was thinking about it, that Quackity guys probably thinks were dead. If were the one's making a commotion the gaurds might just inform duck man instead." Dream listened carefully to the human's conversation. "How do we even know if the gaurds can hear us?" The brunette asked, "For all we know this room is sound proof."

The brunette turned to Dream, "What can you tell us about this place?" Startled by the sudden question; Dream thought for a moment. "I-I don't know much, Sir comes visit once a month, and he observes me whenever he makes me eat someone..." Dream mumbled, feeling guilty he couldn't provide more insight.

"Okay...we need more time to figure out a plan..."

Time...

Dream suddenly grew more worrisome, while George and Sapnap were oblivious to it; Dream figeted with his fingers, he silently thought of his own plan on how he could get his new friends out of this gruesome, cruel place.

Plip...

Plop...

Plip...

Plop...

Water

George speculated the liquid that dripped on him, suddenly gaining an idea.

"Dream, do you know what's above you? We're obviously underground but what's above the ceiling." The giant thinks for a moment, "I-I think it's like a lake maybe, or perhaps a waterhole?"

"Hey Dream is it alright if we climb up your knee so we can take a look at the ceiling?" The giant nodded as he positioned himself properly. George grabbed the fabric of the giant's jeans as he began to climb, Sapnap following suit.

George began to press his hands against the dirt ceiling, some small rocks and pebbles were practically the only thing that was holding it together; plus the tension aswell ofcourse. "Hey Sap do you think Dream could break through this?" Hearing his name Dream snapped his attention towards the two men.

"Hell yeah, Dream's definitely strong enough to break through that." George pondered for a moment, "So Dream have you ever tried breaking the ceiling." "No- didn't wanna risk anything, they already barely feed me. I don't know what's really up there, the lake might be surrounded by gaurds for all I know."

"Well we gotta try right? You've been here for months! Probably already developed scoliosis." The brunette explained, "Me and George can hold onto your clothes or something while you push the ground upward."

"Sure? L-Like now?" Dream asked as he shifted uncomfortably. "Better now then never right?" Sapnap snickered as he clung himself on Dream's shoulder while George clung on the other. Dream took a deep breath before positioning his arms.

He grit his teeth as his muscles tensed, the ceiling slowly giving out. Dream panicked as he thought the room was going to cave in, with a rush of adrenaline he gave punch upwards and he hauled himself up, the water dropping down into the room below making the area shake. They were all soaked and it was around mid-day the sunlight burned their eyes yet Dream picked himself up and ran.

George and Sapnap were still tightly clinging onto the man, the giant being kind enough to make sure they didn't fall aswell. Once they reached deep into a spruce forest the giants knees buckled and he fell to the ground.

Sapnap and George both climbed down, fixing themselves at the same time. The two cheered as they turned around to congratulate the giant.

The human's eyes widened in shock and amazement, this was the first time they both got an actual look at the giant before them.

Dream had dirty, unkept hair, George wasn't too sure if it was blond or brown. The bright green eyes that illuminated were now looking a more natural forest green, his clothes were ripped and dirty, overall the giant looked like a wreck.

"Yo man, you alright?" Sapnap tilted his head as he watched the blond raise his head.

The giant bared his teeth, "I-I gotta go."

The two males watched as the giant stood up and fled, both looking at eachother with a worried gaze, pursing they lips and hoped they would meet the giant once again.

As fate would have it, they would.

It was inevitable.

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Yoo, I finally got an idea for part 2, Sheena helped me a lot TwT. I got a bit lazy at the end(sorry lmao)

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The Size shifting Friend

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

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What happens when slime hides his true self?

Warnings: Swearing

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-Aww...No.

The giant recognized him...

-Wait...Quackity?...

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

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

Quackity stares in confusion

-Hey Quackity from Las Nevada's!

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

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

The giant smiled softly as Quackity was confused...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Quackity let out a sigh in relief.

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

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

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

-Really? you would do that?

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

Quackity backs up a bit as slime starts growing back.

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

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

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

-Good view?

Quackity nods as he admires the sunset.

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

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

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

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

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

-NOPE, SHUT UP!

Fundy and slime both chuckle and Quackity just seems embarrassed.

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

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

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

-Have you seen a giant around here?!

-A giant? Quackity fake laughs

-Giants don't exist! Fundy adds.

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

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

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

-That hurt so fucking much...

-What does that even feel like? Fundy asks.

-Literally compressing my body to shrink...

-Oh god...

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

The END...

For now...

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

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Squishy fic time (Shrunken Manhunt Edition) >:)

@brick-a-doodle-do @da3dm @munchkin1156 @i-am-beckyu im over here now >:)

TW for panic, major character injury, weapons, fear, safe vore

(Nevermore: everyone say thank you squishy for another amazing fic 💚💚)

“You’re lucky Sap didn’t burn dinner tonight.” Karl laughed, wrapping said fireborn in a hug. “He would’ve poisoned us!” Karl joked, pressing a kiss to Sapnaps cheek. The fireborn snorted, grabbing tightly onto Karl. “Yeah, you two are so lucky my evil plan didn’t work, I guess you need to give me cuddles to calm me down or I’ll do it for real.” Sapnap playfully teased, grabbing his two laughing fiances into the bed as they got tucked into the sheets.

“Oh no! Q, what will we ever do!” Karl asked dramatically. “Hurry! Give him cuddles!” The avian responded quickly, wrapping his arms around the fireborn. Karl wrapped his arms around the fireborn as the three laughed together.

“I really love you two.” Sapnap spoke. “Okay, cheesy, get new lines.” The avian muttered with a laugh.

“Yeah well what if I like being cheesy?” “Literally no one asked.”

The fireborn smiled, pulling his fiances in closer. “Yeah, whatever, let’s just head to bed, alright?” Karl curled into the fireborn’s chest, soaking in the warmth.

It was a quiet evening at the fiances as they drifted into sleep.

- - -

The shapeshifter stretched a bit before opening his eyes. He pulled his fiances closer, missing their warmth-Honk!

Karl shot up, the things in his arms sliding out. Where were Sap and Q?! Honk! He looked to his left, spotting a beautiful golden duck, sitting on the bed and honking up at him.

He blinked at the animal before he shrieked and slipped off of the bed, knocking his head against the floor before getting up on his feet quickly. Karl backed up, eyeing the duck before he frantically reached for a book, holding it in front of himself protectively.

He was pretty sure ducks were the scary birds, pretty sure. Or was that swans? He wasn’t sure, maybe it was both.

Something rubbed up against his heels, scaring him enough to trip over it and land on the ground again. The shapeshifter groaned, rubbing his head.

He opened his eyes only to meet another pair of eyes, although these were orange with slits. He whimpered, curling up. Prime, please let this be a dream, please. Karl begged.

The shapeshifter seemed to calm down as a small form squirmed it’s way into his curl. Another form rested on his shoulders. Karl dared to open his eyes again, spotting the duck nestled softly in his arms, while a scaly tail rested in front of his face.

“Oh g–, this isn’t a dream, is it…” He muttered. He put a hand on the scaly thing on his neck and the other on the duck as he slowly sat up. “Where did you guys come from?” He asked, not expecting an answer. Honk! The duck responded. Karl laughed as he pulled off the scaly form off of his neck.

It was a small dragon. “Oh honk, yeah it would be nice to know where you two came from.” He carefully shoved the duck off his lap as he stood up, walking over to the bed. He grabbed his comm, checking the messages. Nothing. Karl’s fiances had left their comms and hadn’t told him where they were going.

He was alone.

“Where-” He muttered, turning on Sapnap’s comm to check the messages. Nothing. Quackity’s? Nothing.

He dared to send a message in the chat.

KarlJacobs: has any1 seen q or sap

He pocketed the device, opening the door. His gaze wandered to the two animals in the room who just stared at him. “Come on.” He sighed with a smile, “let’s figure out how to get you guys back home.” The mini-dragon lifted the duck up with their mouth, letting the duck sit on its back.

Karl watched as the two scuttled out of the room. The shapeshifter smiled, leading them down into the kitchen. Neither fiance were down there waiting for him. The dragon pushed him along carefully. He laughed, deciding to pick up the two. “If either of you bite me I will put you down.” He said.

He smiled, holding them close. The two creatures ended up snuggling him back, which he was happy for. “I think I’m going to visit my fathers today. If my fiances don’t want to see me again you bet I’m going to go say hi.” He giggled. The dragon seemed to stiffen before curling around the shapeshifter.

His arm fizzled as one of the watches sped up. His right hand formed a finger gun, shooting energy into the center of the room. A portal formed and he held tightly onto the creatures as he stepped through. When he stepped through to the other side the portal vanished.

Karl smiled happily as he spotted his parents' cabin, excitedly running towards it. The door opened before he got there and a figure ran through, embracing the shapeshifter in a hug. “Karl!” They spoke as the creatures flapped to the ground. “Hey dad.” He smiled.

“You never visit! What’s the occasion?” “My fiances left me. And in my defense there was way too much going on in that place.”

The man looked horrified, frantically scanning him over. “I’m fine, I’m fine, don’t worry.” He smiled sadly. “You must’ve been through so much…Come on, let’s go celebrate, hm?” Karl laughed, wrapping his arms around his father.

“Hasan! Hurry and make some lunch, we need to celebrate!” “What are we celebrating?”

“Karl’s home!” The sound of something dropping rang uncomfortably through his ears before he was wrapped in another encompassing hug. Hasan hugged tightly onto Karl. “We missed you so much.”

“I know, I’m sorry…there were just too many wars to be able to hop without consequence.” He muttered, enjoying the hug. His dad smiled and pulled away, letting his papa enjoy his own hug.

When Hasan pulled away, Karl spotted Austin carefully picking up the creatures. “Where did these guys come from?” “Oh, they gave me a heart attack in my room, but I promised to take them back where they belong.”

“Karl…mobs can’t hop.” Hasan explained. The shapeshifter looked at the other, confused. “People, yes. Hybrids, yes. Mobs and normal animals? No.”

Karl looked back over at the creatures, extending his arms to take them from Austin. Honk! He stared confused at the duck before the dragon spit something up and set it on the bird’s head.

His eyes widened as his gaze shifted between the creatures, Austin, and Hasan. “Holy f—.” He muttered. “No, cause holy f—.” He muttered, arms flapping as he handed the duck to Austin.

The duck who now wore Quackity’s beanie.

He didn’t understand what had happened, and he didn’t want to. He ended up pacing the room, filled with anxiety and concern. He’d been with his fiances all day and hadn’t known! He didn’t even realize he had stopped moving, or that he had started to tear up until the dragon–Sapnap, probably–made himself known by curling tighter around his shoulder. The dragon nipped softly at his ear.

“I-i didn’t-how could I not have known-” Karl muttered. Sapnap adjusted himself on the other’s shoulder, clinging to his face. Karl slowly took a breath, dragging it on until Sapnap wiggled back onto his shoulders.

“Hey, relax. It’s okay, do you want to talk about it?” Austin asked softly, stopping the other in his tracks. “I-they-these two are my fiances-I don’t know what to do-” He started rambling before Austin set Quackity into his arms. The shapeshifter started to relax a bit with the comforting weight in his arms.

“It’s okay Karl, I know it’s hard, but you can figure it out.” Hasan spoke up, resting a hand on his shoulder. “Figure-Figure! That’s it! Thank you so much!” Karl cheered. “I-i’ll be back, promise. I just have to go hunt down a god.”

Karl waved to his parents as he quickly reentered his home, pulling out his comm. “If you two say anything I will tie you up.” He threatened the two now sitting on his shoulders.

KarlJacobs: i need every1 with their animals to meet me @ community building :]

Pocketing the comm, he grabbed a few potions as well as Sapnap’s favorite axe. The dragon huffed. “I know, I know. Trust me, I won’t break it.” In return, the dragon lept of his shoulder, quickly grabbing something.

“Come on, we need to go!” Karl spoke, grabbing a book. The dragon jumped back onto his shoulder, refusing to show the shapeshifter what he had grabbed. “Okay fine, keep your secrets.”

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He sighed, pulling himself out of the cart before grabbing the other two. “Here we go.” He muttered to himself, beginning to go up the steps. Karl huffed as he got to the top. “You two can fly, you know?” He sighed as he stood in the community house.

Inside could only be described as chaos.

Birds flying everywhere, water spilled across the floor, and endless noises met him. He quickly became overwhelmed by the noise, dropping down on his knees to get further from the noise. Karl whimpered. Sapnap acted quickly, flapping off of the shapeshifter’s shoulder and letting out an ear-shattering roar before glaring at the chaos.

Tears dripped out of his eyes until something soft bounded up to him. He reached out, petting the soft white fluff. A sheep, probably Puffy. “Thank you.” He whispered, slowly standing up and letting Sapnap perch proudly on his arm.

The only humans he saw were George, Tommy and Niki. Well that was absolutely underwhelming. “You wanted to meet us?” George spoke first. “Yeah! It’s a bit crazy, but hear me out.” He began, smiling as a crow settled on his arm next to Quackity.

“Hey Phil.” He smiled, looking at the bird. “Karl, what he f—.” Tommy began. “You-”

“The crow is Phil! The dragon’s Sapnap, and the duck is Quackity!” Karl explained. “Karl, love, you’re going to need to explain a bit more.” Niki spoke.

“I know. And I don’t understand this enough. But somehow our friends aren’t hybrids anymore. Now they’re just animals. The axolotl! That’s Dream! The hoglin is Techn-” “Karl, you are literally sounding insane. Let’s get you back to bed.” George spoke kindly, approaching the shapeshifter.

“No, no, no, George, I know what I’m talking about, I know what to do please-” “No, you need a break, you’ve been dealing with too much-OW-s—!” George shouted when Sapnap bit his arm. The human frowned, trying to pull him off.

“Sapnap, biting isn’t nice.”

The dragon growled before pulling himself off. “Karl, I don’t normally like to agree with people but you need a break, you are literally sounding insane.” Tommy announced. “I’m being serious! Come on, you need to believe me! You had to have noticed something!”

“Let’s calm down and talk this out, okay? I see what Karl’s getting at.” Niki announced. “What do you mean?” George turned.

“This sheep does act a lot like Puffy, and the lizard acts like Jack. I get it-”

Purpled opened the door before he rowed a boat inside. “Sorry, I don’t have any way to bring them here.” The boat held a fish tank, and inside was a shark. Behind him was a fox, and a dog. Purpled held up a jar filled with goop.

“I’m going to sound so insane, but I swear these guys are actually the Las Nevadas group-” Honk! Purpled blinked at Quackity. “Oh.”

“See! I’m not crazy!” Karl insisted, directed at George. “I know what I’m saying.” A cat slunk into the building next. “How did you find out?!” Purpled asked in shock.

“I found out when Sapnap decided to spit up Quackity’s beanie. And I will not be washing that.” Karl added, cutting out any of the other parts. “Yeah, that works. I could just hear their voices.” The teen spoke.

“Okay, so this is a real thing? Like an actual thing?” Tommy asked softly, eyeing the falcon next to him. “Yep, I just don’t know how to undo it.”

“I think I do.” Karl spoke boldly. “Could you guys move? I need my arms for a moment.” He asked. The three flapped off of him, although Quackity just sat on his head. He pulled out the book and wrote his name in it, slamming the pages shut. He walked outside and dug a hole, pouring lava into it.

“Karl Jacobs.” He muttered, throwing the book inside, pulling out the axe. Everyone else joined him outside just before the hairs on the back of his head stood up. He watched reality morph, a geometric shifting hole formed in the sky. A massive figure pulled itself into reality, staring down at Karl.

“You called?” A voice spoke demandingly. He stood his ground, gripping the axe tighter. “You owe me, XD.”

“I do not.” The being insisted. “Yeah? What about the memory loss? Time travel? The whole ‘gods plaything’? I think it’s about time you do something for me.” Karl spat, staring up.

The duck on his head was trembling, but Karl was too scared to move, to scared to do anything beside talk.

“Fine. Three wishes, Karl Jacobs. And that is all.” The being spoke. “And?” Karl asked expectantly.

“And?” “Undo what you did to my friends and fiances.”

“Fine, that too. It’ll be undone when the clock strikes midnight.” The being hissed. “But I warn you, Jacobs, once you run out of wishes, I run out of patience.”

The being disappeared the same way it came. Karl finally took a breath, shaking. “...Karl?” He fell to the ground, shaking, and finding himself unable to do much more, just staring into the distance. “Karl! Oh g–, George do you have a healing potion?!”

He began to cry, anxiety and fear radiating out of his body. Quackity was padding around him, trying to make him feel better. He was moved awkwardly, head tilted upwards as a potion was poured down his throat.

His leg tingled as he glanced down at it. Long enough to watch Purpled pull the axe out of the limb.

He let out a scream, muffled by the drink sliding through and cooling his insides. George maintained eye contact with him, saying things that he couldn’t hear.

His friend did eventually move before blue liquid splashed just out of his vision. He felt nauseous as he rolled over, finally managing to move all of his heavy limbs. Karl looked up, meeting the massive scaly face of Sapnap. “‘Ey sapn’p.” He managed to mutter. The dragon pressed his nose to Karl’s forehead.

Quackity padded up to him again, sitting down next to his shrunken form. Sapnap glared at Quackity before lifting Karl up by his teeth and resting him on his back.

“Alright, let’s let them go.” Purpled spoke, herding the group back inside. Sapnap nodded and slowly began to lift himself up with his wings. Karl watched as his two fiances began to fly together.

His hands rested on Sapnap’s top horns as the two began to pick up speed. Karl’s head began to droop a bit as he grew more and more tired from before.

The two took a pit stop, landing softly in a nearby tree. Sapnap reached his head back and carefully pushed Karl into his mouth. The dragon swallowed his fiance slowly, letting the tired shapeshifter slide into his storage.

Karl felt safe, nestled into his fiance’s storage. He finally let himself sleep, awaiting whatever would happen when he went to sleep.

- - -

Karl woke up slowly, mumbling to himself. Sapnap and Quackity–who were thankfully human again–laid beside him, curled around him protectively as they slept. The words of XD rang through his mind as he tried to fall back asleep, and he prayed to prime that he would find a way out of this mess.

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Day 8: Sudden

Quackity hasn't quite... processed what happened yet

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Art request: Karl with smol husbies (please and thank you)

a naga!karl with his littol husbands!!!

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Blueberry Bush Family

Hi hello welcome to my TED talk about a new au I made inspired by this post. I hope you all like it! *buries myself in dirt and disappears once again*

Also @brick-a-doodle-do take it

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° Eret recently got into gardening and baking so she bought a small blueberry bush she can grow in her garden! Techno and Wilbur agree to help Eret plant it when one of them sees a tiny lil head poke out of the bush…

° The three brothers just look down at the tiny boy very confused on why there is a tiny person in the blueberry bush Eret got

° Then Wilbur calls dibs on the tiny boy and very carefully take some out of the blueberry bush to inspect him, Wilbur has decided this tiny gremlin that is biting his fingers and looks a little bit like a mouse is his lil brother and no one can stop him

° Techno and Eret start inspecting the blueberry bush to see if there's anything else strange about it and find a tiny log leading down into the dirt and a pair of blue eyes staring right back at them from the darkness

° Techno, being the brave soul he is, sticks his finger in and pulls out an angry looking birdman who is also small (but still much bigger than the tiny mouse boy)

° Eret decides after the discovery of yet another tiny person in the blueberry bush gets a small piece of string and ties one of the blueberries that's right to it, she lowers it into the small hole and when she feels something tugging on it quickly pulls another small person out…they look like a black and white bunny person and instantly start crying once they realize they have fallen for a trap

° Techno takes the tiny mouse and tiny bunny boy from his siblings and reunites them with the bird person, they start trying to question the bird man as it's very obvious they can talk (do to the tiny mouse boy swearing like a sailor)

° As the bird man slowly starts to talk Wilbur starts to get attacked with blueberries and Eret sees three more tiny people at the base of the blueberry bush

° Eret carefully picks up the tiny fox, duck, and bunny person so they stop attacking her brother with blueberries

° The three brothers then just sit there awkwardly as the big bird guy who seems to be the eldest of these tiny people starts yelling at them in chirps, well there doing this Eret and Techno just carry the tiny people inside (well Wilbur goes to change his clothes cuz they're staind with blueberries)

° Techno and Eret set the six tiny people down on a pillow on their kitchen table and then properly start asking questions

° they find out all of the tiny's names (Tommy, Philza, Ranboo, Fundy, Niki, and Quackity) and is that the reason they were emerging from the blueberry bush Eret got was that their home had been uprooted with the bush and because they were in a crowded area surrounded by humans they didn't get a chance to properly move before Eret bought there home

° Eret ask the Tiny Family if they possibly want to just stay in their backyard as she's going to use the berry bush to grow a nice small garden and she wouldn't mind them staying there, Philza originally was going to decline but all of his kids instantly start agreeing thinking it would be a great idea

° Techno is then left all alone with the tinys Tommy, Ranboo, Fundy, Niki, and Quackity

° Techno being extremely awkward and not actually wanting to socialize takes the tinys to the living room and puts on a marathon of studio Ghibli movies, he succeeds in distracting everyone so they don't have to talk (he does make them snacks)

° Meanwhile outside Eret, Wilbur, and Philza are very carefully bearing the blueberry bush from its pot into the soil of the garden well also making sure they don't accidentally destroy the tiny's home

° Philza also set some basic rules down for the humans telling them that they're not allowed to just take his kids without telling him and they're especially not allowed to take them aside the house

° Philza realizes these rules will be completely ignored by his children when he goes inside and sees them watching something called "movies" and sees how much his kids enjoy them

° Well everyone else is watching the movies Eret ask Philza to help her decide what she should grow in the garden since his family well also be using probably whatever she grows there for food

° Philza really hopes this humans are nice…

[kayla-crazy-stuffs]

'Living' the life they didn't have pt 2

Part two for the ghost au it's finally here! :D

+ a small drawing while reading :]

Hope you enjoy it :]

Tw: Injuries (And I think that's it?)

Punz looked at the small ghost in his hand. He had no idea what to do, he knew he was scaring him, but he didn't know what to do. He sighed. "Um... uh... Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I promise... Although I don't think I can do it anyway..."

The ghost stopped shaking a bit, now shaking less and staring at him. "I guess that you were the one making things move around the house... You've never broken anything before, so I guess it was an accident, right?" The ghost nodded quickly.

Punz smiled slightly, stroking the ghost's small head gently. Then the ghost was changing back to his original form. Apparently he had calmed down quite a bit at the gesture.

“Now that you're a bit calmer, could you tell me your name? Mine is Punz, although I suppose you already know that, since you've probably heard of it." The ghost nodded slowly, watching as the human released him slowly and carefully.

“U-Uh… My name is Dream…” he replied, glancing slightly at Punz before looking down again. "So... you're not going to hurt me...?"

Punz smiled kindly. "Of course not, don't worry. Although I don't think I could hurt you anyway since you're a ghost…” Dream looked at him doubtfully but decided to speak.

"Well... there are two ways to hurt a ghost..." Punz looked at him as he spoke, curiously but also surprised, he didn’t know that ghost could get hurt.

"If I tell you the ways, you won't hurt me, right...?" Dream asked, a little nervous. Punz gave him a small, sincere smile. “Don't worry, I didn't plan to do it even if you tell me.

I won't hurt you in any way." Dream calmed down even more at those words. “Uh.. Okay… One of the ways we can be hurt is with something related to our traumas, which represent the way we die…”

Punz nodded slowly, understanding what the small one was saying. "And would you be okay with telling me...?" The ghost thought about it for a second before nodding.

“I don't know how other ghosts died but, my traumas are being grabbed by human hands, being yelled at, and any crushing sounds…” Dream explained calmly, looking at the human for a moment before looking down.

"Okay, I completely promise that I won't do any of those things to you." he said with a kind smile. Dream looked at the human again, smiling after so many years.

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Sapnap was pacing around the kitchen, cell phone in hand. "Damn Punz... why don't you pick up the phone?" He told himself, running a hand through his black hair. He sighed, he needed Punz's help to get the ghosts out of his house. He was sick of them breaking things around the house.

He opened the cabinet, taking out a small bottle of salt and putting it in one of his pants pockets. He was pretty sure the ghosts were still in his house and he wanted them out of it and to stop breaking things. He left the kitchen and headed for the living room.

When he went in there, he saw something move and out of reflex, he reached for the small bottle of salt and threw a little from it at what he saw moving.

He soon regretted his decision. A monstrous scream, loud and sharp, shook the room. Sapnap covered his ears trying to block out the noise, while some fragile things in the room were breaking from the intensity.

It didn't last long, as within a few seconds the room fell silent again.

Almost.

Sapnap removed his hands from his ears, approaching the two small ghosts that were on the floor, who were in complete panic. Once they felt the human approaching, they tried to move a bit away from him.

The one who had screamed, looked at him with a scared expression while the other, looked at him angrily but with a bit of fear, since he could also hurt them.

When Sapnap got close enough, his eyes focused on the ghost that had screamed, his eyes widening as he saw his body. The lower part of his arm had melted from coming into contact with the salt that Sapnap had thrown a few seconds ago.

“Shit… I… did I do that…? Damn, I didn't mean to hurt you…” he said quietly. "Well, it didn't seem like it and you've already done the damage!" replied the other ghost harshly.

“I thought it was just going to push you away, not do that to you. I really had no intention of hurting you…” “And what are you going to do to make up for it? The arm will take almost a month to grow and it is because of you.” He snapped, anger clearly visible on his face. 

This time, Sapnap frowned. "Well, if you guys hadn't been breaking things around my house, this probably wouldn't have happened to him, so it's your fault too!" he said to both of them really annoyed.

They were blaming him when they had been breaking his belongings, completely getting away with it. Without a word, he grabbed them both, heading to his room.

"Hey! Let us go!” Sapnap snorted. “Not until you explain everything to me. And tell me your names." "Rubius..." said the 'injured' ghost, making the other sigh. "Okay… I’m.. Quackity..."

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@local-squishmallow @brick-a-doodle-do

[luna-lokisdottir]

Time Traveller AU

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So I had an OC back in the day that was inspired by doctor who that I modeled after Wilbur a bit so I figured why not try and revamp my idea and make it more g/t based

Wilbur is a time traveling alien, the last of his kind, who were known for being like these giant, alien like beings who could age to be like super old kind of like the doctor from doctor who

One day, his TARDIS (which is like a police box for now because i can't think of anything else) ends up in Las Nevadas and he ends up in like this tiny world with a Casino and everything

Quackity hears the thing crash, and despite his better judgment, he goes to investigate the thing only to find this giant 70-foot tall humanoid alien casually trying to work out why the thing crashed and everything, he doesn't notice Quackity until he almost steps on him cause foot placement and poor Quackity has to yell out to him in order not to get squished

Wilbur is acutely aware of humans, and he knows that they exist, he's still fascinated because he hasn't really talked to one or seen one before

Wilbur asks Quackity if he can help him with his ship, as something was jammed in the system, and he needed someone *ahem* tiny (compared to him anyway) to get it and promises once he's done that he'd quickly reach for him and take him out of the ship and never bother him again.

unfortunately, Q gets the thing, and Wilbur pulls him out, but he's now trapped, so he's stuck with Wilbur until they can get him back to Las Nevadas and go on all sorts of weird adventures

[croissantatwaitrose]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You okay-”

Slime quickly cut him off.

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

“Depends uh… what type you mean.”

“I think you know exactly what I mean.”

There was a long pause.

“I suppose not.. not really. No.”

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

“Was there a point in asking me this?”

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

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

“Sure. I can let you go.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[cyncerity]

Cyn I am thinking about your store au i am shaking you do you have ideas

YES IN FACT I DO

ok so since i haven’t actually talked about it before in depth: let’s talk about Bad and Skeppy, cause why not?

In this au, as discussed in this story, Sapnap found out about storage instinct through an incident with Bad being in danger and Sapnap storing him. What I haven’t discussed was what happened after that. In the story I just said he “took Quackity and Karl and never went back.”

So, after the incident, Sapnap very literally did just that. Him and his boyfriends had been talking about finding somewhere else to live, so after Sapnap let Bad out (Bad had passed out cause of fear and exhaustion and at that point it was pretty much the middle of the night, so Sapnap was able to sneak him into his house without waking Skeppy), he went to his house with Quackity and Karl and asked them to move out asap.

Quackity went to talk to Sam (his dad) and his sister (Tina), who said it was ok, and Karl didnt have a family (he was taken in by Bad, Skeppy, and Sam during his early teens when his colony had been raided) so he was down with it, too. Sapnap told them that Bad and Skeppy were good with it and that he’d already said his goodbyes and grabbed his stuff, so after Quackity and Karl said their goodbyes (to everyone except happy duo, Sapnap begged them not to talk to them [they found this odd but did as Sapnap asked]), they made their way out of the forest, never to return.

Meanwhile, Bad had woken up and was immediately on edge and panicking over what had happened the night before. Eventually Skeppy woke up and tried to calm him down, but nothing worked. Worse yet, Bad wouldn’t say a word about it. Not about how he was feeling, not about why he was panicking, only asking where his son was. Skeppy obviously didn’t know, and Bad wasn’t exactly about to go and look for him. He spent all day in his bedroom crying and trying to figure out what had happened, Skeppy staying by his side all day to comfort him without fully understanding why, but it wasn’t helping. Bad wouldn’t spill. After all, how was he supposed to tell his husband that his son almost ate him, killed him? He couldn’t. Even if Skeppy and Bad were both well aware that Sapnap was a shifter (something that all three of them [and no one else: they’d vowed to keep it a secret] had learned a few weeks prior in a horrifying way), this was something completely different. So he sobbed in silence.

The first day Sapnap didn’t come to their home (what he usually did on a daily basis), it was a relief. Bad refused to leave for fear of seeing his son, and Skeppy refused to let Bad be alone. The second day was the same. The third day, Skeppy became concerned, but still wouldn’t leave Bad. After all, Sapnap was pretty much a grown man, he could handle himself.

After a week and a half, Skeppy left the house to find his stepson. At that point, even Bad had become concerned. Even if he still didn’t want to see him, he didn’t want anything bad to have happened to him, despite everything. He was still his son.

But, after Skeppy approached Sam, he learned that Sapnap had left for good. Sam had seemed confused, saying that Sapnap had claimed he’d said his goodbyes, but Skeppy was shocked. Why would he have moved out without telling his dads? Did this have something to do with what was going on with Bad? Sam also mentioned that Sapnap had seemed very on edge the day he’d left, did that have to do with it?

Skeppy went home and immediately told Bad, who felt a mixture of relief and horror. Relief that nothing like what had happened to him could happen to anyone else he loved, and horror that he’d ever think something like that about his own child. He didn’t want their time together to end like this. They’d had an amazing relationship for their entire lives up until the past month, but now Sapnap was gone and no one had any way of knowing where he went off to.

Flash Forward a few years to the time of the present story-

Sam, Bad, Skeppy, and a few other friends they’ve managed to collect all live in pretty much the same area that they always did, growing it from just a couple families (like it had been when the fiancés were there) to a full on borrower colony. It’s been years and for the three dads, there’s still been pretty much no sign of their boys. For Sam, even Tina moved to a new colony, though she still sometimes comes to visit. For Bad and Skeppy, they’ve kept Sapnap being a shifter a secret, not that it matters much anymore. There’s been no contact, nothing to show them that their son and his fiancés are ok, nothing to even show they’re still alive, for all they know. Skeppy’s still hurt that Sapnap left with no warning and not even a note, and Bad just wishes something could have been different. He still hasn’t told anyone, not even Skeppy, what happened all those years ago; he can still barely stand to think of it himself. But that’s their past, and in their present, there’s not much food left in the area to scavenge. So, the three older members of their newfound colony go out in search of easy to reach food.

Wouldn’t luck have it that there was a whole human convenience store nearby?

[mysterious-gizem]

Sacrificed

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This was a prompt given by my friend @sheena-yuet

I hope you enjoy!

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Dark brown hazy eyes scanned the organized room filled treasures worth so much gold, His eyes landed on a mesmerizing purple gem, which was placed on a pedestal. He crept up to the pedestal with a focused gaze, He pulled out a counterfeit gem to switch. The brunette steadied his posture and swiped the gem, and instantly switched it.

A grin grew on his face as he examined the the purple gem, Watching it shimmer in the faint light of the room. "George we need to go." A voice came from across the room, The male turned around facing his partner whom was holding a bag filled with gold.

"Yea-" George agreed as he tucked away the purple gem carefully, Both men snuck into the vents once more. Leaving the vault.

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George took deep breaths of air as they were now far from the place they had been before, The two males giggled as they set up a small camp to stay for the night.

"That was sooo easy!" A ravenette boasted as he sat beside the fire they set up, "Pfft- Yea." George giggled along while reaching out at a basket with raw fish. "We have..." George started meddling in the basket, "Salmon or Cod?" George asked, turning his head to look at the other male.

The ravenette contemplated for a few seconds until deciding, "Eh I'll take Salmon." Sapnap said as he nipped at his bottom lip. George took out two Salmon's and started cooking it above the fire.

After a still yet calming silence Sapnap started speaking which made the brunette lightly jump at the sudden noise. "I heard there's this place called Las Nevadas." George's interests perked as each word flew out of Sapnap's mouth, "They have tons of casino's so I bet we can snag a pretty penny from them." Sapnap giggled.

"Let's head there tomorrow to check things out." George suggested grabbing the cooked fish, Handing one of them over to Sapnap. "Yea sure." Sapnap simply agreed while munching on his food. Both males finished the night by trampling over their fire, Sapnap stretched his arms over his head and bent down to snuggle himself in his sleeping bag.

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When Sapnap's eyes fluttered open seeing the dim lighting of the sky. He groggily sat up staring at the calm sky—It was probably around 5 AM—He watched the brunette shuffle in his own sleeping bag. He sighed as he started packing up.

A while later the brunette sluggishly woke up, Sapnap gestured for George to fix up and get ready to leave. Whilst whining George slowly moved to collect his own items. Once all of their items were collected the sun was starting to unveil itself from the horizons.

The two males swung their leather satchels to their backs and continued to head into a specific direction Sapnap pointed to, The gusty wind hitting their faces. Sapnap's bandana flailed around like a fish out of water.

While George's hair danced around his head covering his eye view every once in a while, The wind increased as it howled. George sputtered as a fly entered his mouth before Sapnap let out a heavy laugh, Whilst the brunette glared at him.

"Shut up." George said while rolling his eyes, Sapnap swiped away a tear in his eye. Their hair continued to sway against the wind as they continued to traverse across the lands leading to Las Nevadas.

Even as the wind slowed down a bit, It still made their hair bounce around softly. Both males eyes stung as the sand flew into their eyes, Tears pricked on the ravenette's and brunettes eyes from the desert sand.

A sigh of relief was let out after the wind died down. George blinked a few times as red puffy eyes looked around, They made their way to the giant casino infront of them. The intimidating modern building standing tall and proud, Both theives focused their gazes on the empty yet clean pathways of the land.

"Hmm..." A voice rang in their ears as they whipped their heads around being met with a short duck hybrid wearing a white collard shirt with suspenders and black pants, Sapnao noticed the small golden wings rested on the side. Although George noticed the blue beanie on the males head and all the gold and silver jewelry he was wearing.

"Who are you?" Sapnap asked fixing his posture, "Shouldn't I be asking that?" The duck hybrid spoke, "I mean-...You guys are the one stepping on my lands." He stated putting one of his arms on his waist.

Sapnap opened his mouth to respond, But George spoke first before he could muster a word. "We're traveller's and we heard about this place." The brunette explained to the short ravenette.

He recieved a hum in response as the man's eyes scanned the two of them with a questionable gaze, "Hmm...If that's so then how about I give you guys a tour?" The duck hybrid proposed with an ear to ear grin.

"Sure-" George and Sapnap spoke in unison, "Great!" The shorter exclaimed. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Quackity from Las Nevadas." The man now known as 'Quackity' greeted in a formal manner.

"Let's begin the tour!"

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After what felt like hours, Quackity offered for them to stay for the night in one of the buildings there. "Finally, I thought that guy would never stop blabbering." George groaned flopping down on the soft bed, "Atleast we now know where he keeps all his precious items." Sapnap snickered while kicking off his shoes. "I'll do a background check tomorrow and we'll take his stuff at midnight."

George nodded as he dozed off to sleep.

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Midnight eventually came and they were standing on the roof of the casino where a vent layed beside them, George kneeled down and started to unscrew the vent. It popped off as it was moved to the side.

George held his head over the vents scanning around for possibly any rodents, In the clear George leaped down making a loud thud as his feet slammed against the metal. He went in a crawling position and crawled deeper into the vent, Soon he heard another loud thump against the metal vents, The brunette assumed it was his ravenette companion as he continued to make his way around the ventilation system. After passing multiple vents leading into different places he abruptly stopped infront of a specific vent.

He once again unscrewed the vent once again and was instantly met with the glimmering and shimmering of gold and gemstones. He snickered as he swiftly hopped down landing on his legs, He hungrily looked at the treasure before him as if he would consume them.

With quiet steps he went closer to the pile if gold coins and started stashing his bag. He heard a soft grunt hearing the familiar footsteps of the ravenette, "I'll get the diamonds." Sapnap spoke as he went over to a decently sized box filled with diamonds in different shapes and sizes.

George stared at the accumulated amount of gold he had in his satchel, Yet with the pure joy rushing in his veins another feeling aroused as if...

Something was off...

George has seen one to many gold peices to know what they would look like, He picked up one of the gold nuggets and scanned it. He let out a light gasp at the realization, Everything was wrong...

The color was too yellow...

It's texture did not feel normal...

It was fairly weighted different especially for the size was close to the size of his palm...

This is not gold.

George turned his head to warm Sapnap something wasn't right, But when he turned around Sapnap was gone and he was alone in the white colored vault.

He suddenly felt something sharp prick his neck, His panicked gaze looked at his neck.

A dart...

His vision went blurry, in a matter of seconds as he fell unconscious on the ground with a thud.

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Clink...

"Huh?'

Clunk...

'Wha-'

Clink...

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George's eyes shot open as he woke up. His wide eyes looked around seeing multiple guards in their uniforms, Another guard was holding Sapnap who was starting to wake up aswell. George snapped his head to the side when he heard a chuckle echo eerie dark room.

Sapnap looked at the dark silhouette, Emerging from the dark corner.

"Well look what we have here~" Quackity grinned as he tilted his head to the side. "Where the hell are we!?" George screamed struggling against the guards grip on him, "You are in no place to speak." The shorter growled.

"If I recall correctly, You two theives we're the ones pricking and prodding around." Quackity said in a taunting voice. Both males looked at him with hatred in their eyes, Yet he wasn't wrong.

"Sir, Should we bring them into the dungeon." The gruff voice of the guard asked. George's faced flushed with worry as his gaze flickered from Sapnap to the duck hybrid.

He watched as the duck hybrid looked at them. Suddenly Quackity had an idea as a smirk formed on his face, Sapnap and George looked at eachother with agitated eyes.

"Bring them to the beast."

Those words rang in both males ears repeatedly, They snapped back into reality when they we're yanked away leading them to a long hallway, The mossy stone walls and the concrete floor made George tense at how it looked.

Sapnap however kept a stern gaze watching the path they were taking occasionally scanning the guards, They turned a corner seeing a tall wooden door at the end of the hallway. The guards pulled open the door and shoved both of the theives in.

The guards chuckled before they slammed the door close, George winced at the sound and they were left alone in a gigantic room with dirty stone walls and cobwebs and bugs all around. "George-" Sapnap said kneeling and pulling George into a hug "We'll be fine don't worry." The ravenette spoke in a reassuring tone. George screwed his eyes shut as he cried against Sapnap's shirt. A choked sob escaped George's lips. Sapnap rubbed circles on George's back as he hummed a soothing tune to calm him down.

Terrified eyes gazed above...

A growl made both their heads snap into the darker side of the room. They heard a shuffle, Then a thump, They heard ragged breath from above.

A green gaze met their's, Both males let out a shriek as they stood up and backed away. The figure went closer lowering down to meet them. Their eyes widened as they realized what the silhouette was.

A giant...

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I did not proofread, so if I made any mistakes, tell me <3

[brick-a-doodle-do]

karlnapity noms, you want a weirdly specific oneshot idea, you’ll get it:

Sapnap’s a pred, Quackity’s a tiny avian or something, and Karl is just a human.

Sapnap noms Quackity a lot, but Karl can’t nom him and is starting to get a bit jealous of the time the two of them spend together without him.

Sapnap and Q feel really bad about this, so they come up with a plan to help Karl feel more included!

Whether this is, like, Karl shrinking and getting nommed with Quackity, or Karl somehow safely nomming Q for the first time, or something else entirely, is up to you! I’m just a sucker for karlnapity noms lol

mmm hello! this is four months old but let's just move past that! :D

i guess i probably should've included quackity just a tiny bit more and treated him less as a side-character with early-days personality,, BUT STILL!

we will abide

words: 2789

cw: vore (sfw, nsx), brief jealousy (but i wouldn't count that as a cw tbh,,,)

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Karl watched. He laid across the couch with his arms folded under him, holding his head up on the couch arm. He studies how his soon-to-be-husbands embrace their drastic size difference. It’s adorable, Karl admits, though he can’t stop jealousy from flaring in his gut. He frowns at how gentle Sapnap is with Quackity, and how Quackity leaned into Sapnap’s limbs that fit him nearly perfectly. Karl fell between the two’s sizes, and sometimes it felt like he was too large or too small. Karl was of course grateful for how Sapnap did try and satisfy Karl by attempting the same things he tried with Quackity, though more often than not it would end up uncomfortable for the both of them. 

It had been passable for a while, until Sapnap had grown instincts. Quackity was small enough to be stored, and Karl was decidedly not.

Karl, after seeing Sapnap’s, had also developed instincts. Not so much over Sapnap, instead for Quackity. But, with Quackity up to his shin, it didn’t really work out the same way. And plus, a human like him didn’t have the interior to suit a tiny.

They still loved Karl in other ways, but it was deflating to see them have such a natural relationship with each other and not have to overthink it all.

“Karl,” Sapnap said, eyes on him. Karl looked up with half-lidded eyes and yawned. Quackity was curled up in the crease of Sapnap’s neck, sound asleep. Karl’s eyes softened at the sight, and his gut churned and protested.

“Hm?” Karl hummed, shuffling so he was sitting up. Tire lulled at him, but jealousy was prominent. 

“Are you okay?” Sapnap adds swiftly. The mini-giant shuffles up, his head kept at an awkward angle to avoid disturbing the sleeping avian. Karl’s heart flutters and he grips the crack between the couch cushions.

“Yeah, I think.” 

Sapnap carefully stood up and walked around the coffee table to sit down on the mini-giant accessible side of the couch. His struggle to keep Quackity secure lightened Karl’s mood slightly, though his slowly-growing grin fell as he heard Quackity faintly groan into Sapnap’s skin and tighten the ball he curled himself into. Sapnap props his arm on the higher couch cushions that were specifically for Karl’s human size and Karl strides there, only losing his balance a few times to the unstable surface. “I guess you don’t look well,” Sapnap remarks. Karl shrugs and tugs on the maroon sleeve of Sapnap’s hoodie before using it to ascend to his shoulder, where Quackity is.

“I was just–woah–you guys were being romantic,” Karl says, steadying himself. Sapnap stays still and watches Karl from the corner of his eye, just in case.

“You’re saying you’re jealous?” Sapnap asks, and Karl shrugs.

“Yeah.” Karl stops moving and looks at Sapnap, who in return has turned his head and is looking at the soft brunet with gentle eyes. Karl nearly lets go at the sight. “I’m telling you though, I’m fine.”

Sapnap’s hand appears behind him and forcefully pushes him the rest of the way to his shoulder. Karl gets situated, then gently slides Quackity—who looks positively awake and asleep at the same time—onto his lap. His wings flutter slightly and Karl stays wary of them while he leans into Quackity’s body and Sapnap’s neck at the same time. His legs fall over each side of Sapnap and he closes his eyes. Something about this is okay, but Karl knows that this would never compete with storing Quackity. 

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The following morning, Karl can’t recall falling asleep. But, he wakes up in Sapnap’s bed, cradled against the mini-giant’s chest. He can’t feel Quackity in his arms anywhere. He’s been stored, his mind urges towards him painfully. He shivers at the thought. There is jealousy boiling inside of him and soon it will overflow.

The doorbell rings.

Karl’s attention turns to the cat flap they’d installed for Karl and Quackity to have easy access into the raven’s bedroom. He moves, limbs skidding against the sleek bed sheets. He wriggles from underneath Sapnap’s arm and finds his footing at the edge of the bed, staring down at the wooden floor. He sits on the edge and slides off, landing roughly on the ground. His socked feet slid along the floor but he didn’t fall, just kept his balance nicely and started across the bedroom. 

Karl looked over his shoulder at Sapnap, who’s chest rose and fell rhythmically, and he narrowed in on Quackity. The hybrid was draped across Sapnap’s head and his wings were neatly folded. He smiled sadly and turned back around, ducking under the flap that was just an inch too short for him. The clear material rose above him and fell as he left the room and entered the body of the house.

The air is cooler than the bedroom, but Karl is guessing that it's really because of the absence of the mini-giant. He always emitted heat, it was a given with his size and his fire-born origin. Karl shivers and draws his fingers along his opposing arms. Maybe it's not just because of the cold that he's hugging himself. The only thing on his mind is Quackity, looking so tiny against Sapnap’s so large body. They’re perfect. 

He reached the front door and the melodramatic ideas of being excluded silenced. He pushed through the cat flap in the door and stepped onto the rough welcome mat that pierced through his socks. He winced and kept his footsteps soft and quick. He held eyes on a small package that rested half-on-half-off the mat. He curled his fingers around it and peered over the top curiously, hoisting himself awkwardly over the top of the cardboard. He steadied and walked, crouching by the white tag settled in the middle.

Karl Jacobs, he sees above the shipping information. 

The door makes a noise and Karl looks up as it opens. Sapnap is looking down with tired eyes with underlying excitement, but it's nothing new, Sapnap always looks like that. 

Quackity is perched on the raven’s shoulder like a bird. He can’t exactly fly well with his wings, but he definitely acts like he can. Karl finds it adorable and a little pathetic. “What is this?” Karl asks immediately. 

Quackity looks to Sapnap, who looks to the avian with a small nod, then Quackity urges, “Open it!” 

Yellow wings obscure his vision for a moment as Quackity finds his way beside him. Sapnap kneels and places both his hands on either side of the box and lifts it. He maneuvers the door with his foot and shuts it when he’s inside. “I was thinking about last night—well, actually, I guess we both had the idea that you were jealous,” Sapnap starts and sets the package down on the counter. With his now-free hands, the raven searches drawers for a pair of scissors. Karl looks at Quackity, who’s staring up at Sapnap. 

“I told you not to worry about it!” the brunet frets. 

“I don't care,” Sapnap hums. Karl stands out of the way as Sapnap pulls a pair—a mini-giant pair—of scissors out of a drawer and draws it to the tape sealing the box. He slices it with a satisfying noise, and Karl’s heart thumps. It’s warmed by thoughts of them caring enough about his own terrible, warped, jumble of emotions, and he can honestly say that whatever is in the box he will adore. Sapnap gets the other sides loose, and Karl moves around the top of the box to avoid getting cut. The mini-giant steps back and lets Karl unravel his gift, but the brunet can feel the fire-born’s scarlet eyes plastered on him, and he can feel a set of smaller, dark maroon eyes on him too. He situates himself and pushes open a flap on the box. He slips inside after Sapnap cuts in to hold it open for him. 

He messes with the mounds of bubble wrap and then focuses on the thing placed in the middle of the box. It’s small, he’s not sure why it came in a package like that. It was human-sized, definitely. He squints at it and scrambles for a better look at what it is. It’s a small glass bottle, with the words DRINK ME wrapping the frontmost of it. Karl stares blankly at it and breaks into a grin, giggling at it. Quackity clambers into the box and falls onto the wrap with a yelp. Karl doesn’t notice it, really. He’s wondering if the bottle does what his mind tells him it does. Quackity reappears, standing upright. 

There are tears picking at the fold in his eyes.

“Sapnap,” he begins, looking up with garbled eyes.

“Yeah?” Sapnap says, slightly smirking and leaning over the two of them.

“Is this what I’m thinking it is?” Karl asks coolly. 

“It is, man! I bought it, and—” Quackity cuts in, and is promptly cut off.

“Shut up, Quackity,” Sapnap hisses. Karl laughs and chokes on tears. The avian appears behind him and wraps his arms around his leg, squeezing like he does to Sapnap’s finger. Sapnap dips his hand into the box and pulls the two up carefully, Quackity making the effort infinitely harder.

“Can I actually shrink with it?” Karl asks finally, the weighing question delivered to the right person. Sapnap nods,

“We wouldn’t buy that for you as a joke, Karl. Actually, we totally would. But this is real, one-hundred percent-ly genuine.”

—

The rest of the day carried on. Something in Karl lightened a bit. Sapnap said there was no deadline for using it and theoretically he could keep it for the most special occasion he could think of, and he’d agreed in the moment. But now, the three of them are curled up on the couch, with Karl in Sapnap’s lap and Quackity in Karl’s hair, and he can’t stop eyeing the kitchen. DRINK ME replays in his mind tenfold, taunting him before he’s fed up with the compelling urge and fesses up.

“Hey,” he says, catching Sapnap’s attention. He looks up at the man just so, and continues, “I’m just gonna say this, I think we should do it now.” 

Quackity gasps in a breath of air like he’s been half-asleep. 

“Okay, sure,” Sapnap says easily. Karl shifts up and finds a seat on the human-designed portion of the couch again. Quackity drifts down tiredly and sits beside Karl, still looking like he has a foot out in dreamland. 

Sapnap leaves, then returns with his hand outstretched. Karl holds his hands out and the fire-born rolls the vial carefully into his ready hands. Quackity’s eyes widen, and Karl’s heart twists in a way he can’t pinpoint. He unscrews the lid off of the bottle and draws it to his lips. His hands shake for a moment, his eyes hazy with uncertainty, but it’s a good kind. Karl takes a sip, and one more for good measure.

—

Karl can’t have been out for long, because everyone is exactly where they were before he’d taken a sip of the shrinkage potion. His surroundings have shifted drastically, and for the first time in a long while, Karl can comfortably say that it feels familiar. He looks to his left as he stirs, and Quackity is nearing the same height as him. Karl notices immediately that he seems just a bit taller than him right now. Perspective might be playing with him, but he really hopes he’s right. On his left, Karl sees through slightly-blurred vision—product of side-effects—Sapnap. He seems feet taller than when they’d last spoken. His heart warms, it feels like summer even when the flowers are still recovering from the cold season. He shuffles up when the room stops spinning. He can see Sapnap mouth “hello” to him, and Karl returns it with a soft “hi”. 

Sapnap stares at him. “Can I touch you yet?” he asks. Karl nods eagerly, and in a smooth blink, he’s being pried from the couch, which now felt just as the mini-giant side often did, and pushed into Sapnap’s hands. He feels warmth he’s never felt before and sinks into skin he’d never been able to sit in. It’s a parallel of moments he’s seen with Quackity, and finally his mind isn’t waxed in jealousy. 

As he stares at the now-giant, there is one thing on Karl’s mind, but he’s too anxious to ask. 

But, being a tiny among a tiny must come with some intergalactic telekinetic ability, because Quackity is making a noise like he’s come up with a bright idea. Quackity’s small body, but now pleasantly equal in size to him, is struggling up the side of Sapnap’s hand after using what little wing strength he has. “Dude, you should store him! And me too, man!” Quackity bursts. Something in Sapnap’s eyes shifts, and he’s looking down at Karl. Karl returns the awkward gaze, but really he does want to feel what it’s like to be swallowed and stored, he’s craved it for months now.

The brunet gives the raven a look that lets him know that what their boyfriend is suggesting is not out of his comfort zone and the reality is that he’d prefer that be his use of this opportunity, and that the “special occasion” has just presented itself to them.

“Okay,” he says, still unsure. Karl grins, and so does the pushy avian. Sapnap nods to himself, then brings the hand housing the two closer to his mouth. Karl is entranced by how close Sapnap’s face is and how much detail he can detect. He’s washed with a warm gush of air, calming him in a way he didn’t know was possible. He’s felt relaxed breaths on the top of his head or his cheek before, but this coated his entire body.

Soon after, Sapnap’s lips and teeth part and Karl’s heart is racing, and he can’t help the smile creeping on his face and the eager-ness of his body. “Is this okay?” Sapnap asks, and Karl gives an instant reply. He pushes himself past Sapnap’s incisors and past his sharp, predatory teeth that don’t startle him in the slightest. 

Quackity slides in too, just as quickly as he had. Impulsively, Karl is thinking in the future and is wondering what will happen when he is no longer tiny and is out of the remaining potion. Maybe he’ll grow jealousy that’s too strong to contain, but Quackity squeezing at his hand keeps his conscious in the frontmost of his brain and he doesn’t think too hard on the future, but instead embraces the dark, moist, humid, pleasant present. Sapnap’s tongue moves now that his mouth is shut. His heart flutters and his mind is satisfied. 

The giant coats them gently—mainly to avoid harming Quackity’s wings and to not startle new-comer Karl—in a layer of saliva. The distasteful feeling doesn’t bother him in the slightest, he’s covered in Sapnap and he can fairly say that it’s better than anything his mind had ever tried to replicate. 

And then gravity shifts and the two of them are brought to the back of Sapnap’s mouth and to the opening of his throat. Even in the dark, Karl can tell that Quackity wants to go down first, most likely because in reality, he’s just as eager for this as Karl is. But the avian squeezes his hand before he lets go, just in time for Sapnap to swallow. His heart pings and his stomach goes nearly to his heart at the quick fall, but it’s slowed as he’s pulled down the gullet. Time slows down. He can hear Sapnap’s entire body and it calms him so much that the pulsing walls around him that quickly pull him down into Sapnap’s storage feel just as okay. The fire-borns' organs churn, and he can hear the fast heartbeat that is so loud but so appealing that it nearly puts him to sleep. But he’s pushed into the small, but comfortably spacious storage before he can get too settled. It’s nice, it’s so relieving to finally find out what happens and why both Quackity and Sapnap enjoy it so much.

He can feel a wall of the storage push in and he settles against it contently, not even bothering to wait for Quackity. It’s him and Sapnap right now, and right now there’s something in his mind that isn’t telling him it’ll go away, but telling him that he should enjoy it.

And he will, because Sapnap checking on him every now and again and having yellow wings that feel phantom because of the void he and his boyfriend are in wrap around his body as they both enjoy something that Quackity openly admits felt lonely without Karl is something that the future couldn’t destroy.

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[dingbatnix]

Ok ok, this is inspired heavily by @janylicious 's drawing, this one!

If they want me to take it down cause it's similar I will (I just vibed with their drawing so hard I had to make my own version :3 )

I tried animating them so Sap and big Q would be floating, but it's taking so looooooonng :/

Maybe one day

(click for quality because oh gosh this was a big file and it looks fuzzy cause tumblr)

(version without pink lighting as well)

[guppybubbles]

ANOTHER FAKE FIC TITLE WOOOOOO

Mine to the ends of Time

❝ Mine to the ends of Time. ❞

As an Immortal, It's easy to claim that you've seen everything. Literally, no one could argue with that. Karl has seen powerful empires before their power and watched as that title gets taken by some other. He observes and takes note of every rise and fall of every single civilisation.

He's seen the beginning and the end of nearly everything, and that includes his lovers. Karl had always followed his rule: "Don't get attached to anything. Everything gets destroyed."

He's taken part in human life. He made friends, lived in a cosy home, and enjoyed everything they had to offer. If he didn't forget what he was, he would've assumed he was human all along. Yet those homes were destroyed, as everything will eventually. Karl wasn't too sad about it. He was content with his time and moved on to a new identity.

But the moment he fell in love with two of the most beautiful humans, Karl couldn't help it. It was inescapable, their meetings, their friendship, and sadly, their deaths. No matter how many times he tried to avoid them, they always found him. They don't remember him from past lives. and if he does say that he's Immortal, they'll forget after their reincarnation.

In every life, they managed to find him and fall in love for the first time - and in every life, he gets found and experiences the feeling of first love again.

This time is no different. Karl waits to be found once more.

This time, he finds them, and they are much smaller than he remembers.

He thought he's seen and heard and knew everything. What the hell are borrowers?

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AHHHHH THANK YOU FOR THE FAKE FIC TITLE BECKYU!!! sorry it took me so long to answer (cries cries)

[ana-lmao]

The Size Shifting Friend Chapter II (Just a bit of it-)

I can't think of how to continue this, so here is a filler-

I gotta admit, I have no information about dsmp, I have only watched a few Las Nevada's streams and the rest is from google :v. Don't judge me if there are any mistakes!!!

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Quackity once again was visiting Slime with Foolish and were headed to his cave, even after a few weeks they still could not believe how much has happened to him. They stumble across Slimes home and proceed to go in.

-Hey Charlie! -Quackity approaches Slime excitedly and waves to him.

-Quackity and Foolish! From Las Nevada's! - Slime welcomes them how he used to address them previously.

-How are you man? Anything new?-Quackity sits beside him.

Slime frowns a bit, and turns back to Quackity.

-Charlie? You alright? -Quackity also expresses a concerned look towards Slime.

-Well...Y'know how a few weeks ago those soldiers and tanks came, right?

Quackity nods.

-I'm just wondering...Who sent them?...

Quackity stops, he didn't think about that, they couldn't have just...come randomly...right?

-We don't have to worry about that now...They are gone, that's all that matters, right?-Foolish speaks up.

-Yea...Yeah you're right. It's nothing to worry about.-Quackity smiles softly, still confused.

-Maybe I should go back and rewind the camera footage, I could probably spot who came near Las Nevadas recently.

Slime nods, he kneels down and puts a hand in front of Quackity and Foolish.

-Want me to help you get back to Las Nevadas?

Quackity gets on, so does Foolish but more hesitantly.

-How are we not sinking in slime right now? -Foolish questions

-It's harder to sink when I have a form taken.

-Huh? -Quackity questions it.

-Well, you know Slimes don't have a form! They are just...pieces of goop.

-Ah! right-Quackity and Foolish shrug but don’t acknowledge it.

Slime tries to not stand up too much, so he doesn’t get spotted and reaches the end of the forest in a few minutes, instead of the usual hour or so walk.

-See you guys tomorrow? –Slime asks as he puts down both of them.

-Of course Charlie. –Quackity waves and starts going back to Las Nevadas.

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After watching the camera footage, Quackity only spotted a few people, Of course Fundy and Foolish, then he saw…Purpled. Fuck.

-Shit.