#Filbo would be so flustered

[sloth-zone]

Filbuddy but Buddy is low-key giving Filbo the princess treatment. I'm talkin Hella praise, giving him his jacket and shit, cooking for him, helping him with work, making sure he's happy, all that junk. Reversing the roles and letting Filbo be the one who has shit done for him for once

[snakxreader]

Hello friend! So, I have been hyperfixaring on bugsnax, and it's developed into more of a hyperfixation/crush on Filbo Fiddlepie and I've learned that bugsnax is a rather obscure game and I've run out of easy to find fanfic.

TLDR, could you please write a fluffy Christmas Filbo x Journalist/reader? Preferably something like a first confession or smth. Ty for your time!!

HI. I’M NOT DEAD! Christmas is my favorite holiday, so I decided to do this one first!

…Accidentally glossed over the first confessions part though. Whoops.

I hope you enjoy it regardless, Anon! Even if it made it in under a few minutes flat.

FILBO X JOURNALIST: RUDOLPH

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Out of everyone, they should’ve known Filbo would be the most excited about Christmas. It was still kinda exhausting keeping up with him- in a good way, of course.

It’s like that little party maker they fell in love with all those months ago was raring to go all in celebrating the holidays. From decking out his office with holiday stuff, to gifting each employee something Christmas related and now…

“Oh, Budddddy!” He tapped their shoulder, starling them out of their thoughts. “Can I borrow my wonderful joyfriend’s height for a moment?”

“We nearly have the same height.” They replied, brow raised in amusement.

“Okaaaay, but consider…we become so much taller if we combine them.”

Buddy snorted, putting their bag down, and allowing Filbo to climb on his shoulders. Another set of greenery was draped around the living room, the tentative sounds of your measured footsteps as he focused intently.

It all paid off in the end, as Filbo squealed with delight as he saw the fruits of his labor; green, white and red swirled into festive gradient, a tree that shone almost as well as the star at the topic, rew rugs, red paws, and stockings on the walls. Truly something you’d see out of somegrump’s home. Buddy couldn’t help but pull him in. “Looks nice, babe.”

Filbo turned as red as his nose, fiddling with the sweater vest that Gramble had knitted for him. “Gosh, I am…still not used to you calling me that.”

Adorable.

He giggled, turning redder as Buddy kissed his neck.

“Sucks for you, because I am never going to stop telling you how delightful you are, my little Rudolph.”

“R-Rudolph?!”

“Y’know, because of your nose.” He squeaked as it was affectionately tapped. “Rudolph with your nose so bright, won’t you treat me well tonight…and tomorrow…and the day after that…”

He sputtered, pushing the journalist’s face away with a bit of a snort. “Alright, stooop! We still have the rest of the house to decorate.” He adjusted the fur ruffled from your kisses, gently leaning against them. Buddy mentally swooned at the way, he twirled his pen, checking off another decoration of his color coded, lovingly made list on the house.

Rudolph wasn’t just because of his nose, was it? It was because of his leadership, even if he was timid. Even when nobody understood him, he still tried to keep them together, they tried to get them off that island. He got them through those tough times, a fog that cleared everyone’s mind, even their own.

How could someone not fall in love with a person like that?

Another gentle tap alerted the Journalist to their partner. They smiled, a bit embarrassed. “Sorry, what’d you say?”

“Do you remember what we did with the tinsel, Bud.”

Buddy grinned. They did in fact remember.

“Kitchen. I’ll take you to it.”

The lovebirds walked into the kitchen, the pink bag almost overflowing with the silvery goodness in plain sight. Filbo picked it up in a hurry, clearly intent on finishing the job, only to be met by a loving smirk from Buddy. He leaned on the counter.

“What?”

All the journalist did was point up with their paw, the blue grump following with his eyes.

A mistletoe hung neatly on the ceiling.

The mayor blushed once more, but didn’t look too terribly flustered. He giggled as Buddy pulled him in, gently combing through the knots of their fur as they kissed in the kitchen. When the journalist pulled away, they were greeted with a sea of red amongst sky blue.

Yep. Definitely Rudolph.

[j4zz4lop3]

I just made up an an amazing au for bugsnax but it doesn’t make sense to anyone but me hvgfbgg

It’s objectheads btw, and i haven’t decided on all of them. So far I’m pretty confident snorpy would have a landline phone (expertly inspired by the song touch tone telephone by lemon demon) when he got flustered, angry or just overall emotionally charged the phone would ring really loudly, he would also use it to communicate with the journalist *imagine him holding the talking part up to where his mouth should be*

Chandlos head is a basketball, he keeps loosing it because he uses it to practice (btw all of their heads can be lifted up and used as the actual objects they are, they’re just levitating above their bodies) when you first meet him he doesn’t have it, the quest about retrieving his balls would be called “don’t lose your head” ( i know very clever of me) and only at the end would he put it back and reveal what it meant

Floofty has one of the classic objects for a head: a computer. Their speech is like a text-to-speech program, and everything they say is also written in text on their screen. Facial expressions are also written out next to the text as emoticons, for example:

>I’m having fun! :D

>ahhh, the goggles! they do nothing! >:O

Triffany has a floating skull, closest thing to a head you can really get here but still not really one, it clacks when she speaks, and since they cant move their bottom jaws the top part moves up and down, not in the usual trashcan with a hinge grumpus way tho, imagine the canadians from south park (this makes her pun possibilities so much worse, damn you triffy, damn you and your mom jokes) (also i bet you someone stole it once to make a Shakespeare joke) (it was probably wiggle, she seems like the one, if not just triffy doing that herself)

Cromdo has a cash register, the payment for the broken bridge goes in the drawer, whenever he has an idea he really thinks can work the drawer pops out and he subconsciously goes *ka-ching!* also i like to think that the loose coins would rattle inside of him

Wiggle has a record player, fully functional one, plays records you put in. Plays her own records in there. Once again she sounds like her voice is coming from a vinyl record. And like the others that have their own emotion based quirks i think when she’s scared or shocked she makes a record scratch noise.

Wambus is a watering can, filbo and beffica stuck some stickers on it so imagine glittery cats and yellow smiley faces stuck on there, as a little bonus since i don’t have much to say here he drinks by pouring the snakwater inside of it from the top

Shelda would have a potted plant which i though of mostly because of the flower crown she wears, i think based on her emotions the flower would be limp and down or up and flourishing, it curls up when she’s meditating, the type of flower would also adapt to where she was actively living, in sizzlin sands she has a desert flower but when she moved to snaxburg it became a regular pansy flower

Lizbert has a compass, which instead of pointing to north, points twoards eggabel because i think it’s cute.

Those are what i could think of right now, if you have any good ideas lmk and if i make up something else that’s good or really like the ideas I’ll make another post

[gooopy]

I am severely touch starved and filbo is so so soft,,,, I want to touch him and never let go just petting and feeling his fur,,, lie down and just cuddle and be embraced it's so nice to think about

(sorry if this is not the typa thing that u wanted to hear and u don't have to respond I'm just being a furry here cjdnsjfnkdsn and I haven't appreciated my husband in a while.... so soft and blue and,, hh)

NO this is exactly right!!! Go brush his fur with your fingers and he purrs a lil!!! He holds you close with big ol paws and he uses his blunt lil claws to run through your hair (or fur!!) He would be all nervous i bet, probably sayong something about his fur isnt too nice but he would get all flustered seeing how much you care for him!!!!