#scu!slimecicle

[voidoffline]

Finally finished drawing my new design for scu!god Charlie. Look at him

[embracedfire]

SCU Council designs pt 1!

The god of Crafting, Smelting, Food and Enchantment

Some headcanons!

He chirps like a slime :)

He’s got the vibes of a Greek/Roman god

Holy symbols: sickles and wheat (farming go brrr)

He looks mostly humanoid, but his arms are slime and can stretch like a sticky hand

His cape thingy can morph into a moth wing shape to fly (maybe? Idk I like the idea of Slime with moth wings/elements but I also kinda like him without wings)

Feel free to ask for any more headcanons in my ask box if you’d like ^-^

ALSO feel free to look at my other designs so far for scu characters! The tag is #embraces scu designs

[maple-leifarts]

au where scu!tommy meets sorry zombie!wilbur

itd be especially funny cuz they both have a connection with their universe’s charlie but theyre so different. like wdym yours was friends with a wizard. wdym yours made a gun out of my cock

[someidiot-withadhd]

well, that was a crazy stream, uhh happy birthday Qsmp, I guess

Anyway, have an Ao3 fic!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Charlie Slimecicle was always a happy god. Or so his brothers thought. In reality, Charlie wanted more. So he ran away from home. And everything was going fine until the first accident. Then it’s all downhill from there! And when Charlie’s worst enemy comes back for a rematch with new weapons and a new style, he’s gotta stand up for his friends and family during what could be the battle of a lifetime! (Hint hint, nudge nudge)

This will be updated every day(only because I have everything pre written) most likely, if anything happens then

well it’s all Joever.

[catuinqz]

watching the 100 days zombie apocalypse video rn. havent finished it yet but dude its so cool to watch. Charlie slimecicle is really good at voice acting i think. also i feel like. whiplast seeing tommy be so generally Quiet and Fucked Up in a Evil way

[cwistopherhartley]

Finally put together a year review of my art

[hvorapan]

CW: Slightly blood 🩸

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SCU is hell of funn

[lumothespadesman]

Reborn

Chapter 4

HIII Im back! I was planning to draw up a teaser for this chapter, but then I went through a high fever and got pretty sick (I still am tbh hehe..)

But chapter 4 is finally done! Tysm for the support once more :] <3

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Charlie widened his eyes in shock, taking a few steps back towards the door. "...oh my god, you know my name." He deadpanned. "Of course I do," the stranger smiled. "Fellow Gods tend to know eachother."

This confused the latter even further. "Youre- youre also a God?" He blinked, trying to comprehend this information. The shark-hoodied totem nodded, reaching a hand out for a handshake."My name is Foolish." He said. Charlie hesitantly shook hands with him, a smile creeping up to his face. He wasnt alone in this after all!

"Look Charlie," Foolishes smile slowly faded away as he got down to business with what he wanted to say. "I think I can help you. Im not sure what happened to you, but I think we can look for the answers together." He put a hand on the other Gods shoulder reassuringly. "I know a library where there are tons of books about Gods. I think we should start looking there first."

"Really?!" Hope shined in Charlie eyes. "Holy shit, thank you SO much. I was beginning to lose faith as everyone around me so far has been calling me 'Slime' and treating me like a child! Can you believe it?!" Through his monolouging, Foolish frowned for a second before returning to his friendly face as he faced him. "So, wheres that library?" Charlie asked.

The totem put his hands on his hips, proudly grinning. "Its in my summer house! Its not a short journey there, but it'll be worth it!" He exclaimed. Charlie gulped. He was already increribly drained from the journey to Las Nevadas, and this is gonna be longer? He will definitely die. "And... were going now?"

"Yeah, do you want Quackity to come back with Fundy and have a big arguement over who you are?" Foolish asked while organizing his inventory. A long silence later, he looked back up with a smug expression. "I thought so. Come on!"

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The totem supplied Charlie with some food before setting off, since he needs it. They quietly stepped out of Las Nevadas territory, and began making their way to the summer house. "If you have any questions, go on and ask!" Foolish reassuringly mentioned after they set off.

A few minutes later, a question has popped into the Gods mind. Hes been pondering over it, but after meeting Quackity, he really wanted to know. "So like... you know how everyone thinks Im someone Im not?" Charlie started. "Does this,, 'Slime' even exist? Did I take over his body?" He looked down at his unfamiliar clothes once more. While he was spending time with Quackity, he quickly realized their clothes were identical.

"Yes." Foolish bluntly admitted. "Slime did exist before you. But from what I know, he lost his life from Purpled, went into an immobile state, then disappeared." He started counting on his fingers "since then, Its been umm.... ah! Three months."

Three months... "...uhuh." Charlie went silent. So his consciousness is inside a corpse. Great! "And why does he look exactly like me?" He wanted to stop asking things so bad, but he just couldnt.

"That, I dont know. Actually, the first time I saw Slime, I thought he was actually you!" Foolish let out a lighthearted laugh. "But... he is me, in a way." The latter looked at his hands, narrowing his eyes. "Theres no way hes not."

"I guess we'll find out eventually." The totem shrugged. "Oh, look! I can see some of my buildings from here!" He cheerfully yelled. Charlie looked back up to see a blurry shape of structures. "....how far are we now?" He slowly turned to the happy Foolish. "About 5 minutes. Were nearly there!"

"Oh jesus christ, thats a big ass summer house then..."

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He was right. The summer house, WAS increribly big. But it was also one of the most impressive things he has ever seen. "Welcome to my summer house!" Foolish proudly declared, going further inside. Charlie just followed, almost dropping the steak he was holding to eat. "You built all of this? Dude, youre a fucking legend!" He laughed in awe.

"Awe, I just did what I did! I swore that I'll build the biggest base in the server after all." The totem chuckled. "This way to the library."

The library was underground, neatly lit and decorated. "Its still in the works, as I started building it recently, but...." Foolish skimmed through the shelves as Charlie sat down to a table. "Do I help in searching?" He offered. "No need to! You just rest there. You were dragging yourself here at this point." The totem politely declined.

"Gods.... Gods.... ugh, where did I find the book about Watchers... ah!" His fingers stopped at a certain book. "Is this it?" He asked himself, pulling it out and reading the title. "It is! I found it!" Foolish happily exclaimed. Charlie immediately jumped up, running over to try grabbing the book from the other God. "Let me see! Let me!" He was so desperate to see his friends faces again. Its been eons...

However, Foolish refused to let go of it. "Hold on, let me see if it has any information about what happened to you." He slowly opened the hard-cover book, flipping until it was on the last page. He read for a few seconds before closing it loudly. His face wearing a shocked look. "...well?" The shorter man asked, desperate for an answer.

The totem looked back at him with worry in his eyes. Noticing this, Charlies expression darkened. "...Foolish, what did the book say?" He lowered his tone, his voice cracking a little. Foolish looked at the book then back at Charlie. "Im.... Im gonna give it to you now," he gently placed the old book into his hands.

"But, please believe me when I say that you wont like what was written down."

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The door to the library slammed open, a pissed Quackity coming through it. "Fundy." He bluntly called. The fox perked his ears up, looking back with wide eyes. "Oh, uh,, is something wrong-?" He barely got to get a few more words in before the raven-haired man grabbed his coat. "You fucking lied to me, thats what!"

Fundy blinked, before realizing what he was referring to. "...oh no.. he told you everything, didnt he." To this, Quackity let go of him and pushed past him. "I dont know, he told me a lot of things." He sarcastically spat. The fox adjusted his hat as nervousness hit him. ",,okay listen, I dont know why youre so pissed, you got Slime b-"

The shorter man cut into his words once more, but more harshly this time. "That guy is NOT Slime. Thats NOT fucking Slime." He yelled in anger. Fundy shot his ears back to the sudden yell. "..Quackity, thats impossible. Hes literally identical to Slime!" Gaining courage, he also raised his voice.

"Dont bullshit with me Fundy!" He approached the fox again. "How did you actually meet him. What the fuck did you do to him?" He glared back at him, pure hostility in his eyes. Fundy took a few steps back, throwing his arms up in defense. "Dude, Its not my fault he ended up this way! He approached me by the river and acted like a complete stranger around me! I thought he'd recognize you,"

The two men stared at eachother as he quietly finished. "...but I guess I was wrong." Quackity closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Three months, Fundy.. I waited three fucking months, only to be completely clowned."

Something broke in Fundys brain as he realized something. "Why are you so depressed over losing him anyways?" His tone slowly shifted to a more confident one, as Quackity looked back at him in angry confusion. "..What?"

He knew he'd get his ass kicked for this, but he continued. "Wasnt your morale something like 'dont get attached to things and people'?" Fundy took a few steps forward. "Isnt that why Las Nevadas exists in the first place?" He narrowed his eyes. Quackity widened his eyes. "Slime was,, Slime was an exception, okay?! I didnt think I'd raise him, I-" he stammered on his words.

The fox crossed his arms. "Oh, really? An exception. That just seems hypocritical, doesnt it Quackity?" He couldnt get an answer, as the raven-haired man was already leaving the library. However, he overheard two sentences from him.

"You wont understand, Fundy. You will never fucking understand."