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nightly-ruse · 1 year
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My favorite relationships are ones where your rooting for their divorce
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razberrypuck · 5 months
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do you think cupid misclicked when he shot them
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teal-raccoon · 10 months
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Q!Charlie Slimecicle and His Inner Conflict
Content Warning: Discussion of S//H, s****de, depression, and alcoholism
I think that, despite his best efforts, Q!Slimecicle will likely lose himself. He has been ruined. A once carefree and happy-go-lucky person (or, I suppose, slime,) has regressed into a sad, self-depreciative wreck. Maybe he’d have been able to heal, but everyone around him simply eggs him on. (See what I did there?) As it stands, he is past the point of no return. For example: Foolish, although having relatively good intentions, taught Slime to self harm through tasing in order to 'make the sad/pain go away.' Slime himself has already been using alcohol as a form of escapism, including heading to Las Casualonas nearly every time he's in a state of turmoil. He has been broken. I don't blame him, of course. What is one to do when your daughter dies (twice, may I mention) and the last thing she says to you is that she hates you? What do you do when you couldn't even kill even one child despite having ample chances to do so, yet you murder your nibling, aka your daughter's best friend, in an accident? A misclick, even? What do you do when you can’t be there for her as she is ripped away from you mere days after returning? What do you do when everyone you love turns on you? What do you do when anyone who gets close to you ends up worse off than if they'd never met you?
Charlie doesn't know the answers. So, he turns to Gegg. Gegg is confident. Gegg is silly. Gegg is, to some, lovable. Gegg is the embodiment of Slime’s brand, or what it once was, at least. To put it simply, Gegg is, well, he's Gegg. And he's also what Slime wishes he could be. He yearns for a fresh start, for a second chance. Something no one will give him unless he changes himself for it. As has been witnessed, being Gegg hurts Charlie. Every time he changes, it gets more painful. He blacks out. This isn’t a joke anymore. He's losing himself. If Gegg is elected president, chances are, Charlie eventually won't be able to change back. He might forget Mariana. Tilín. Juanaflippa. Slime finally has a chance to get people to love him, but.. what will he lose in the process?
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svtskneecaps · 7 days
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literally it's 3am where i live and i'm on mobile but FUCK IT i haven't posted any actual writing in like a YEAR on this blog whose description include the words "I WRITE" and i can't tell if i'm even going anywhere with this so fuck it under the cut is the prospective absolute mess of the first chapter of the flipo family time loop fic. (for clarity, flipo family as in slime, mariana, and juanaflippa) this covers loop 0, aka the relevant parts of canon. words: 1630
parts of it i popped off with and other parts i hate; up to you to identify them. also the italics and other formatting got erased when i copy pasted and i'm re-adding all of it by hand so if i missed a spot, no i didn't. if i missed an accent on a letter in spanish that was a typo, if i missed a ¡ or ¿ that may have been on purpose.
oh and for obvious reasons, content warning for mentions and mild descriptions of child death and child murder. no blood, and most of it is a three word mention; i'd say the brief paragraph beginning "Tilín didn't scream" is most of the reason this warning exists.
Charlie Slimecicle stepped off the train.
He’d been hoping for a bright, sunny day to start their vacation, but was sorely disappointed. The portal had apparently taken them pretty far, since they’d gone from noon to night time. Talk about jetlag. They hadn’t even been on a plane.
“What happened to the other guys?” he wondered aloud as he stepped onto the platform.
“Yeah no clue,” Phil said, scanning the empty station. “Thought they’d meet us here.”
“Guys!” one of the Spanish speakers--Vegetta, he’d said, when they’d all met up at the first station--called, from a lectern at the wall. “There is a book!”
They crowded around as he read the instructions aloud--something about pressure plates, Slime wasn’t paying that close of attention. He was a little more preoccupied with making sure it only felt like his brain was dripping out of his ears. That would be kind of embarrassing.
Which was not to say that he wasn’t enjoying the constant onslaught of people talking over each other using words he may or may not understand. In fact, it was the opposite; he was frankly thriving in the absolute chaos that kicked back up around him as a timer appeared in the wrist communicators they’d been provided along with their tickets.
“Como se dice ‘we are going to die now’?” He giggled, chasing Phil and Fit to one end of the station.
“¡Vamos a morir!” shouted Spiderman, echoed seconds later by the black bear in the collared shirt.
Giddy over the high of attempting to use his high school foreign language for the first time maybe ever, Slime absolutely didn’t contribute much to solving the puzzle, and before long the sound of the timer ticking down was accompanied by a loud buzzing alarm.
“It’s been an honor!” he shrieked at the top of his lungs. “It’s been an honor!”
The bear ran past them again, shouting, “I’m going to die!” in English this time.
“Adiós amigos!” Slime yelled.
The countdown ended.
And then his communicator buzzed, and there was a video playing on the screen, showing a cartoonish yellow duck in front of a blurry beach stock photo. He skimmed it absently--some generic welcoming message and another side quest for them--distracted by Maximus audibly losing his shit laughing across the station.
“Come on, I’m trying to take a vacation, I gotta work now?” Fit complained. “This is ridiculous.”
Slime wanted to jump on that bit, but the message cut off with coordinates marred by static and the noise of the emergency weather alert system and he lost his train of thought completely.
“I got the English book!” Spreen called, holding it with two fingers like it had personally offended him.
“English leader,” Vegetta said, seeming to find that amusing.
“English leader.” Spreen laughed and flicked the book away. Slime stepped back but somehow it still nailed him in the chest.
“Guess I’m reading then,” he said cheerfully.
“In Spanish?” Maximus said.
“Um.”
Vegetta called something, backing across the plaza with the book open in his hands. Phil backed up to the wall.
“Here,” Phil instructed, “we’ll read it here.”
“Okay okay.” He flicked it open. “So we have to get water wheel planks--”
Their peace lasted a grand total of thirty seconds as voices suddenly began shouting, overlapping in chaotic chorus.
“What is that?” Fit demanded.
“Is that coming from the other side?” Phil stared up at the top of the wall.
“This is the thinnest thick wall I’ve ever seen,” Slime said, giddy laughter bubbling out of him again. “Is this thing made out of pencil shavings? If I sneeze on it, is there gonna be a hole?”
“Nevermind, we’ll read it over here.” Phil dragged them away again, but the Spanish speakers were dispersing into the trees.
“Forget the book,” Fit said, “follow them!”
(In the end it was explosives that took the wall down, which in hindsight was a precursor to how a not insignificant portion of time on the island was spent. The first day, however, it was just funny, much like everything else.)
(That was to say, the first first day.)
The communicator had indicated that today there was something special planned, so he made an extra effort to wake up.
“Morning Jaiden!” he called to his upstairs neighbor.
“Hi Charlie!” He could hear her farming through the wall. “Glad you woke up on time!”
“Well you know, you know, El Backflipo couldn’t miss it,” he joked, sifting through his backpack. “Got any spare food? I’ll trade you uno backflipo.”
“I have so much toast, come here and get some, free of charge.”
With a quick backflip and some toast to start the day, he popped open the map.
“There’s a lot of people down the wall,” he noted, their green dots so clustered they formed one. “Wanna check it out?”
“Yeah sure.” Jaiden tossed some seeds into a chest. “Do you know what this event’s gonna be?”
“I have no idea,” he admitted cheerfully.
She laughed. “Yeah, me neither. I guess there’s an egg involved, but that’s all I know.”
He dug around in his backpack for a paraglider, nodding along. “Yeah, yeah, un huevo, I get you.” Shuffling the landmine from Vegetta to one side, he yanked out his glider and threw himself out her window. “Let’s go!”
(nothing like getting struck by lightning to wake a guy up in the morning)
Slime fiddled with the communicator as he waited for the line of people to get through the ticket machine; he already had his own, a nice B for Backflipo. The new live translations still boggled his mind. He had to fight the urge to chant weird shit under his breath, just to see what the bubbles would say.
He paid a little extra attention when Mariana walked up to the machine. That guy seemed cool. They’d done that pequeño dormir together on day one, and he had a good sense of humor. Egg parenting would probably be funny.
He was thrilled to see the B for Backflipo on the ticket Mariana stepped away with, even if Mariana was decidedly less so. This was gonna be good.
(it was, and it wasn’t)
So, Mariana wasn’t exactly the coparent of dreams. Then again, Slime was pretty sure Mariana could say the same about him. In fact he was pretty sure Mariana had said the same, but in Spanish, when he wasn’t checking the translation.
It was great. They thought they’d killed a child immediately and then decided to fake their own child’s death to get away with it, and then confessed their sins to a bilingual angel and built a farm and then he buried himself beneath an improvised cross and went into a coma until his sins were forgiven, or something, except his sins weren’t forgiven in time to save his own child’s life.
And then Juanaflippa was dead. Dead at Mariana’s hand.
His bitch wife killed their daughter.
(Everything went faster, after that.)
Slime wanted to kill him.
Slime wanted to kill him for killing their fucking daughter, but of course, Mariana couldn’t even be bothered to be around to take care of her alive, never mind to pay for his crimes when she died by his hand!
(in a better world, his rage started and ended there. in a better world, the anger fizzled out with the lack of a target.
this was not that world)
There couldn’t be an Egg Event with no eggs.
If he killed them all, it would bring her back.
(in a worse world, he succeeded. in a worse world, the Egg Event ended there.
this was not that world)
They held a trial.
If he won, it would bring her back.
(in another world, he didn’t convince them. in another world, they left his daughter in Hell.
this was not that world)
Tilín was still before she hit the ground.
Tilín didn’t scream. Maybe they didn’t have time. It happened so fast. He was sure it happened fast. Almost too fast. But everything went so fast, now, even though Flippa was back. Yet, time slowed down for this, like a rubberneck driving past a highway accident, watching him desperately trying to shock their heart back into motion.
“YOU KILL MY BEST FRIENDS,” Flippa wrote. He begged her to understand. She wrote, “i can’t believe it.”
She wrote, “I HATE YOU.”
(in a better world, the error would have been caught in April instead of July.
this was not that world)
His daughter fell to his bitch wife’s sword. The same way. The next day.
They’d only just gotten her back. And Mariana killed her again.
He only left eggxile for the funeral. She wouldn’t stay dead, but he had to be there.
Time went even faster after that. He was Gegg, or maybe Gegg was him, or maybe Gegg was Gegg, or maybe. . . ?
He went back to eggxile.
He wasn’t leaving without them. Tilín. Juanaflippa. He would do whatever was necessary. He would pray to any higher power. Lil J still owed him a goddamn favor, but the guy wouldn’t pick up his calls. Maybe if he put more shit in the shrine; angels liked shiny shit, didn’t they? He went back to the mine, where the gasses swirled in his head. He built the shrine. He mined. He built the shrine.
He went back to the mine.
He went back to the mine.
He went back to the mine.
“This is where I sit, this is where my bitch wife sits, and this is where my daughter sits, if I had one!”
He’d said that before. No he hadn’t. Yes he had.
No, he just needed to clear his head.
Charlie Slimecicle went back to the mine.
Charlie Slimecicle stepped off the train.
#qsmp#qsmp fanfiction#qsmp slimecicle#qsmp juanaflippa#won't tag his partner since he didn't get to star much in this part#this idea is at its core a flipo FAMILY fic though it starts out with slime#just. the problem is getting to that point. bc beyond these words i have like 500 more lmao#for anyone curious for directors commentary in the tags:#pequeño dormir' is on purpose; i figured that would be a mistake slime would make at day 14 on the island#i also omitted the ¿ and ¡ from slime's spanish dialogue for the same reason; it's as close to an actual accent as i can get in text#(accent as in accented speech not accented letter; speaking spanish with an american accent)#slime's quote at the end about where people sit is taken verbatim from one of his streams#at time of posting it is available on his vods channel titled 'we won the war. (qsmp)'#a lot of the day 1 dialogue and flippa's dialogue from tilín's death is also verbatim#oh and the sequence from the 'we won the war' vod carries a lot of weight in the idea (wasn't the spark but it filled some gaps)#for me the cave gases are what drives every loop; time rolls back whenever slime inhales too much gas and 'forgets'#i don't have exact mechanics about it but suffice it to say if ANYONE were to spend too much time in this random ass cave#they would also loop back in time; slime's just the one who in this timeline Happened to discover it#shut up vic#block game brainrot#yea idk i just liked some of the dialogue tbh i think this gets super messy after they get flippa and then brings it back around at the mine#it's got some messy pacing in that middle bit but the foundation of a time loop story is its loop 0#that's what every loop after it has to call back to; that's the beauty of a time loop story#how is this different from loop 0; how is it the same#we've come so far only to get nowhere at all yknow#i'm a fan of stories rhyming but ESPECIALLY time loops so this is the setup for a lot of that#dude i gotta send this i've been sitting on parts of this draft for a year#may someone besides me read these words 🙏 thank you and goodnight#if people say nice things maybe i'll finally wring more words out of my brain. idk.#long tags
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ilovelotsofthings · 7 months
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So they other day (2 days ago) I was at work and brain just went Selkie Eggs (qsmp)
My head just is holding these thoughts in and putting them on scraps of paper so I could move them to my Google docs
There isn't a lot for it yet but I am so smiley about this au
So here is the list of everyone.
It is pretty set in stone what they are now
Some of them are up to change in the other category but we'll see.
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ADULTS
Selkies
Foolish 
Jaiden
Slimecicle 
Missa
Spreen
Cellbit 
Bagi
Felps(?)
 Baghera
Etoiles 
Tubbo
Rivers
Half Selkie 
Quackity 
ElQuackity
Wilbur Soot
Mike
Mariana 
Maxo
Roier (¼)
Aypierre 
Lenay
Nihachu
Tinakitten
Willyrex
Carre
Other
BBH (Demon)
DanTDM (Human)
Fitmc (Human)
Philza (Bird Hybrid)
Luzu (???)
Vegetta (Human)
Forever (Werewolf)
Pac (Human)
Antoine (Human?)
Kameto (Human)
Irommouse (Demon)
German (Human)
Pol (Human)
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Some random facts (train of thoughts)
Selkies cannot become human until they are 5+ years old.
All the folks (minus A1, Hope, and ElQuackity) arrived all at once
Well there was still a 2 week period without the eggs but still
All the "Eggs" have 5 lives in this universe
I have no plan at the moment to perma-kill the eggs but still want some deaths
For example when Hope appears, Hope is down 1 or 2 lives because of the Feds
A1 I have decided is ElQuackity's which means A1 is with ElQuackity through everything.
Also is why the name wasn't changed.
ElQuackity isn't the best or really a good dad 
The Feds are just normal basically. Testing for who knows what reason. I mean Selkies are interesting 
Also we are going by taking a Selkies skin has them under your control but only so they can try and get it back
A lot of Selkies choose to live on land 
A Selkies coat can turn into a piece of clothing or just actual clothes
Still working out what all the Selkies and half Selkies with skin turn the skin into when it isn't in use
Also I started this 10/5/2023 (October)
So today Kameto came back so now I actually know what do do with him
The Tragedy of your friend (Kameto) selling you out for cash (This Au, not canon… I think)
Also that helped me confirm to keep him human.
Also yes the Feds kidnapped some of the older ones and had the other be born under their custody 
Paid the Selkies to sell out their own babies. Also probably to stay alive and keep their skins.
OH and yes Hope and A1 are still literally seals
Not helpful for ElQuackity as he has no seal skin so he has no idea how to raise a baby seal
Hope at least ends up with Cellbit and others who can teach her 
Also everyone if a hybrid is still a hybrid just mixed in somewhere along side Selkies genes or no Selkies genes
Aka demons still demons, birds still birds, etc
So yes Baghera who is full Selkie had some folks bring in fun genes.
Also ElQuackity is currently in my au is Quackity's brother. Just looking like clone half brother :|
Also ElQuackity is a black swan hybrid alongside being half Selkie with no skin (went to Quackity)
Currently ElQuackity and A1 on the brain A1 lost a life due to ElQuackity neglecting them. Man is having trouble raising a seal with the intelligence of a toddler
^^^
That is all for now. I haven't typed all my thoughts down yet.
Trying to work on it but I am bad at ever doing anything with any aus I make.
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lazarus---rising · 11 months
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ur so silly
watching u with heart eyes and a calm smile as you scream about frontflipo <3333
they [slimecicle and mariana] have left frontflipo aka juanflippo in a box in another player's [jaiden] house's walls and they are now attempting to kidna- THEY FUCKING KILLED SOMEONE ELSE'S EGG WHILE IT WAS SLEEPING WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE SHIT WHAT IN FUCKING HADES WHAT THE SHI
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u1tra-v1olet · 6 months
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Back on my Kamen Rider/QSMP AU
(I haven't been this into a fandom in a while, so excuse my rambling)
[minor spoils for KR Geats btw)
The basic plot of this AU is based off of KR Geats with QSMP characters:
People have been drafted into a Hunger Games-like competition where you become a Kamen Rider, are dropped into the arena (the city), and have to fight off Jyamato (basically plant-zombie-squid like things)
Each round is a different game, like a basic pvp round or, for some reason, basketball, and whoever racks up the most points by the end wins.
The winner is granted a wish to reform the world as they desire.
Quackity is Ukiyo Ace, the superstar celebrity with an arrogant, suave attitude who has won the tournament before and has an overly complicated backstory that involves being 2000 years old and the son of God
Cellbit is Azuma Michinaga, the "bull-headed" construction worker who has an old rivalry with Ace and believes that violence and murder is the answer to everything (sidenote: also has incredibly attractive hair)
Charlie Slimecicle is Sakurai Keiwa, a determined, but naively optimistic guy who fails every job application and is slowly broken into an goth, biker gang leader by the end of the series
Jaiden is Kurama Neon, the bright online streamer who originally wishes to find love, but realizes she just desperately needs friends and therapy, and isn't actually a real human (literally, she's made from a wish by a sponsor of the tournament)
Cucurucho is Hareruya Win (aka PunkJack), a staff member of the tournament who is originally a minor villain, but eventually becomes an ally of the Riders
There's also like, a thousand other random Riders that the rest of the QSMP can fill in when needed lol
I only have a single idea for certain scenes based on the series, also there's like 48 episodes and a few movies and a "hyperbattle dvd" so...
Anyways, there's a plot point in episode 40 where Keiwa's sister gets turned into a zombie and gets killed by Michinaga, who obviously didn't know it was Keiwa's sister, and it kickstarts Keiwa's emo arc
In this AU, either Juanaflippa or Mariana gets turned into a zombie and killed by another Rider (either Juanaflippa by Mariana or Mariana by Cellbit) and starts Charlie's decent into emo madness
That's basically it, I just need to get this out :')
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lazarus---rising · 11 months
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a matching slimecicle for the mariana i posted a bit ago ...... ft slime color hcs
the slime on his head changes color depending on mood [color above is flustered (aka gay sex)]
end of tail changes depending on mood also
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