#Sibby's Writing

[hircines-hunter]

WIP Wriday

Tagged by wonderful lovely @aureli-us !

Gonna tag @umbracirrus @madamefluffnstuff @thequeenofthewinter @vivifriend @mavariel

@bostoniangirl21 @oblivions-dawn anyone else that wants to do it!! Feel free to tag me please!?

Have some more Sibbi/Crowe brain rot; totally not the scene where Sibbi catches the feels.

Sibbi kissed her shoulder. “I cannot wait until I get out. I want to take you back home and let everyone know. I want the neighbors to know. And I wouldn't have to wait for you to visit me in jail.” He hummed against her neck.

“The entire guard force knows. I’m sure all of Riften knows.” She laughed. She moved from his grip. She stood and got dressed

“I have another thing to talk about.”

Crowe hummed. “Is it another job?”

“No.” He sat up and pulled her back down on the bed. He brushed her hair out of her face and pushed her back on the bed while kissing her. “Tell me….”

Crowe looked at him with a smile. “Tell you what?”

“Amarie Moorcroft.”

Crowe stopped breathing. Her eyes narrowed. She brought her knee to his groin. She took the dagger out of her pocket and held the blade on his bare thigh. “Speak!”

Sibbi swallowed. “You are her, aren’t you?”

Crowe inched the blade up higher. She felt it cut into his thigh. He winced. “Speak! I’ll fucking chop it all off. I don’t fucking care about the consequences.”

Sibbi swallowed. A bead of sweat trailed down his face. “I had Mother do the digging. You match the description and age of the Moorcroft gal who’s been missing.”

“Are you going to alert my family?”

Sibbi swallowed again but shook his head slowly. “I thought about it. The reward on your head…. But no. You’ve been incredibly valuable to us. I told my mother to let you stay.”

“I hope this doesn’t come back on us.” She moved the blade, satisfied with the noise he made and the slice in his thigh. “If your digging does anything…. You’ll owe me!” She pointed the dagger in his face. Crowe stood and walked to the door. “Get me the fuck out of here!” She screamed for a guard.

[quix-mix]

Another warm up doodle this time with my viva pinata hermitcraft au

[seiwas]

hi my sweet sel :3 i’m sneaking in w a fresh matcha for u to ask for a moot bingo card 🍵… i’m 2 curious i couldn’t resist </3

ari my beloved!!!! thank you for the matcha 🥺 i am sip sippin it while doing your bingo card (my feet are also kicking in the air behind me 🤭) pls sit with me, i am offering you a cookie!! 🍪

(c) xen-blank for the template!

send me an ask and i’ll fill up this bingo for you!! 🥺

[cookies-over-yonder]

steady hand

Taylor struggles to get ready for school, and Hermie's skills in makeup come in handy.

Part 7 of The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Roommates

ao3

♧

Hermie wakes up to the sound of Taylor's playlist of anime openings blasting from the bathroom.

He's started going back to school this week, and every morning he'll be singing at the top of his lungs while he gets ready. On the first day, Taylor had asked them why they hadn't gotten ready yet, and they said it was due to Chaparral having a later start time.

Taylor bought it, no more questions asked.

Hermie has grown somewhat used to waking up to Taylor's off-key high notes, and his hums of the lyrics he didn't quite know yet.

He's not singing today though.

Well, Hermie isn't going to complain about some new semblance of peace, so they roll over, burying their face in the pillow, and shut their eyes again.

It's not very easy to fall asleep to such upbeat music, but exhaustion is a powerful thing, and they can feel themself nodding off again when—

" Fuck! "

Hermie jumps, and slides out of bed as fast as possible.

"Taylor—"

Did you fall?

Are you hurt?

"...you okay?"

For a second, all Hermie can hear is Taylor's heavy breathing.

"I can't do this stupid fucking eyeliner!"

Oh. Makeup. Right. Hermie's always seen Taylor wearing eyeliner. He doesn't do much makeup day to day but he always does that.

Hermie is no stranger to makeup. They've become very skilled at it through all their theatrical endeavours, and, well, learning to conceal their scars past what shapeshifting can do.

"I might… be able to help?" they say, and it comes out smaller and less certain than intended.

"My—my legs hurt. The door in my room is unlocked. You can come in through there."

"Okay."

Hermie slips on their glasses and walks around and through Taylor's room, and when they open the door to the bathroom, they see Taylor sitting on the chair in front of the mirror, and he turns to look at them.

He's got eyeliner smudged in a shaky line on his right eyelid, and he lifts up a hand. It's trembling.

"I can't do it."

The counter has an open liquid eyeliner pen, a pack of makeup wipes, and Taylor's glasses.

Hermie closes the door, pulls another chair and sits across from Taylor.

His face is red, and his breathing is laboured too. How long had he been struggling to do this?

"Okay, close your eyes," Hermie says, grabbing a makeup wipe from the open pack.

Taylor does so, and Hermie gently wipes the smudged eyeliner off.

"Take deep breaths," they say softly, and Taylor seems to calm down a little.

When they're done wiping his eye, Taylor opens his eyes. He doesn't say anything.

"Have you put your contacts in already?"

"I couldn't," he frowns.

Shit, right, yeah, okay, that makes sense. That makes sense.

"Okay, hold still," Hermie says, grabbing the eyeliner pen and placing a hand under his chin to keep it in place.

"Can you do the cat eye thing?"

"I know how you wear it."

While Hermie applies the eyeliner, Taylor starts humming along to the song that's playing on his speaker. A good sign.

When Hermie is done, Taylor spins around to look in the mirror. "Damn, you're good!" 

Then he turns back to face them. His eyes are lit up, and there's a smile on his face, and Hermie feels a wave of relief wash over them. "Thanks, Hermie!"

"My pleasure."

Taylor puts his glasses on, and Hermie stands up to leave, but before they can, Taylor wraps his arms around their waist in a… hug.

"Careful. You don't want to smudge it," Hermie says, because Taylor is burying his face in their stomach. He's warm. And Hermie feels that warmth spread through their chest.

Um.

They stand still for a few seconds.

Um.

They pat Taylor on the shoulder, and slowly pull away. "Okay, you have to go to school, right?"

"Ugh, yeah, can you pass me my cane?"

It's next to the door to Taylor's room. Hermie passes it.

Taylor takes it.

"Thanks."

Hermie unlocks the door to his room and leaves through it.

They lie back in bed, and they hear Taylor shutting off the music and flicking off the lights.

And then, he's off to school.

And Hermie goes back to sleep.

♧

[sibbydoo]

I have an idea for another AU I’d like to doodle. Won’t say much aside from the fact that, well- let’s just say Merlin does have a full family :3 and I already made a cast for his siblings [cue brainrot noises]

[boundinparchment]

Someone come shake me by the shoulders and give me the muse that seems to have escaped me—

[bl00d-1n-wat3r]

The sibbie wver

aimsey

[abyssmalice]

He arrives with a tray on his hands, holding a bowl of chicken soup, some blinis and on the side a small plate with a small fruit tart, accompanied with a small bag of medicine, imported directly from Liyue's Bubu Pharmacy. He approaches her and places the tray on her lap, sitting right in front of her and moving his hand to caress her forehead gently.

"How are you feeling, princess? I brought you some food and..." He grasped the bag he was carrying on his arm, setting it on the bed and retrieving a rather medium sized hydro slime plush. It's texture is velvet-like, and its shape like a round pillow, perfect for laying down against. He lifted it and squished, almost like demonstrating its plushiness.

"He will be yours as soon as you eat your food and take your medicine. Don't keep him waiting now～"

Even after penning her brief letter, Tonia wasn't expecting much to be happening. After, her brother is a sensible man - and no doubt, picking up the slack on their shared duties now that one half of the title was out of commission due to coughing and sneezing too much. Faintly, she expected him to be too busy to visit on immediate notice.

So his arrival - and with some warm treats to eat! - is pleasantly surprising. The girl shifts herself into a seated position while in bed to accept the tray, blinking at the smaller bag besides the associated plates until she peeks inside it—and predictably, makes a face at the herbal-scented, pale pills collected in it. Though, having his hand on her head does briefly wipe the disgruntled thoughts from her mind, for a comforting moment.

"Could be better," she mumbles in response to his question, unconsciously leaning into the touch. In the back of her head, a vague memory resurfaces - a very distant time, long ago, more a sensation of deja vu; the girl, a true child, stuck under several quilts while bigger and warmer hands tried to measure the warmth of her head during a bad winter. It's such a fleeting feeling, leaving just an instinctive smile on her lips, but then gone again in a blink.

In its place, puzzlement colors her stare when Ayaks retracts to reveal the contents of the other, bigger bag he brought with him - brightening her eyes with innocent delight after when she sees the soft-looking pillow, modeled after a slime just like she requested! Her hands immediately reach out to take it—until he gives his ultimatum of medicines before plushie. At which point, the disgruntled thoughts are back in full force, internally and externally.

"Whaaat—?" she whines, a mild cough interrupting her from going any louder with it. When she clears her throat, she resumes her whining, pouting now too, "But it's mine! You got it for me and I wanted it! Can't I have the slime first and then eat?"

Conveniently, she leaves out any mention of taking the pills. Surely, she's got a strong-enough physiology to not need disgusting medicine, right? Ignoring how such a physiology shouldn't let her fall sick in the first place.

[starry-agere]

how to make an agere journal! 🪐

🚀 supplies

anything will work, but here are some supply ideas to make your journal!

find a cute notebook to use! you can find journals for kids online or at most stores

gather pens, crayons and colored pencils! there are lots of sparkly gel pens you can find, including pens that are themed around kids shows

get stickers to decorate your journal with!

make a bookmark to help you keep track of where you left off

note: you don't have to buy anything if you want to make an agere journal! you can absolutely use a school notebook and whatever pencils, pens and crayons you have lying around.

🌠 about me! write about:

your favorite things to do while regressed

your favorite shows and books

what music you like listening to when small

what you liked to be called when little

your favorite little gear

what regression is like for you

what age you regress to

what you want to be when you grow up

do a “big me” vs “little me” comparison

💫 about my caregiver! write about:

your favorite things about your cg

what you and your cg like to do together

how long they’ve been your cg

your favorite memory with your cg

things you associate with your cg

your cg’s favorite things - their favorite animal, show, color, etc

if you don't have a cg, write about what you'd like in a cg!

🌌 my dream little gear! you can:

draw your dream paci

design a onesie

draw stuffies you want

design teethers and blankets

come up with fun toys! you can find inspiration online, if you want

draw your dream playroom or nursery. you can also print or cut out pictures and glue them into your journal!

🌙 about my stuffies! you can:

make an “about the stuffie” section for each one! what's their name, where did you get them, how long have you had them, what kind of animal are they, etc!

draw a picture of your favorite stuffies

write about the adventures you like to go on with your stuffies

come up with cute outfit ideas for your stuffies

🪐 things to draw:

you and your caregiver together

any pets you have

your favorite animal(s)

characters from your favorite show or picture book

fun things you did that day

things for holidays, like pumpkins for halloween, a bunny for easter, reindeer and a tree for christmas, etc

you as a superhero

you as a pet or animal

you in space, as an astronaut!

make up an alien! draw what they might look like

🌟 other ideas:

design a cartoon or picture book! make a cast of characters and write about their adventures

write notes for your cg or sibbies

write about your day! what did you do, who did you see, etc

you can print out activity sheets and glue them into your journal, if you want!

[puppys-tiny-space]

🧁Games to play with your plushies/sibbies/cg's🧁

This list is mainly focused on games I like to play and aren't focused on proper pretend play but more things that follow a script of sorts as I'm autistic and don't enjoy playing differently

🩹doctor office, I love playing doctors office, I even make little patient sheets for everyone, set up a proper office, and waiting room, this games is great because there is a clear structure to play with and focus on🩹

🍨ice cream shop, ice cream shop is such a fun game, I have a Play-Doh set to make ice cream with that's really fun to play with, I like to set up my plushies in a line and give them fake money and then arrange them in groups to eat that candy together🍨

🦴puppy pound, playing things like animal shelter can be lots of fun with your plushies, you can make little introduction cards for each of them and makeup backstories, then you can lead another plushie or imaginary person through your shelter and introduce the animals🦴

🍼tea party, now this one is a classic, having real or pretend tea and cakes or other snacks with your plushies, discussing funny gossip or plushie land political issues, maybe even giving good life advice to your furry friends all this and more can be super great for playing tea party🍼

🪽funeral, this might seem morbid for some but for me it's very fun as I want to become a mortician, you can craft a pretty casket for the plushie, make a flower bouquet with paper, write a eulogy and set everything up nice and pretty, don't forget to make sure it worn make you sad though🪽

🧴beauty salon, I adore this game, giving a silly makeover to your plushies or human friends is so much fun, you can put bows in their hair, pretend to wash it, put makeup on them, paint their nails, give them silly outfits and talk about their life's🧴

🍥grocery store, playing grocery store isn't for everyone and I have to admit it's not something I like too much but for some people it can still be lots of fun, I especially like the organizing part🍥

📖library, this is a game I adore, you can make little library cards for your plushies and friends, set up books in piles, read story times to the visitors, help everyone find thr books they would like and give your recommendations📖

🌸flower store, for this game you can draw and craft lots of pretty flowers to sell to your plushies, advice them on the perfect way to put together their bouquet, add beautiful ribbons and lave to the flowers ans write nice cards for them, I think especially flowers out of pipe cleaners are amazing for this🌸

🩰ballet, now this could either mean you out on a show for or with your plushies or even going to a ballet with them, either way you can dress up beautifully and either dance together or watch a ballet on YouTube and pretend you are in a theater, I really like the Russian ballet's 🩰

Fun fact of the day: a cloud weighs around a million tonnes

[buttercupagere]

fictional agere challenge!

i thought it would be cool to do a sort of fictional character agere challenge, you can either make boards, write drabbles, do edits, doodle things, or really create anything to fit the prompts. :3

it’s only ten days long!! but if it does well maybe i can make a longer one!

day 1: a character you hc as a regressor

day 2: a character you hc as a caregiver

day 3: a ship you hc as regressor x caregiver

day 4: a character you hc as a sitter / sibby

day 5: a character you hc as a flip

day 6: an “unfitting” character (a villain, someone from horror, etc) that you hc as a regressor

day 7: an “unfitting” character (a villain, someone from horror, etc) that you hc as a caregiver

day 8: an obscure character that you hc as a regressor

day 9: an obscure character that you hc as a caregiver

day 10: a fictional world that you would love to regress in!

use the tag #fictionalagerechallenge!

this challenge is designed to be self indulgent and just fun !! for the characters YOU think are, would be, should be, or deserve to be involved in regression.

have fun hehe :)

you can do it whenever! there are no set dates, so no pressure if u skip a day

[dino-boyo-agere]

Spider-Man headcanons for @dovey-luv-bug cuz he's da bestest superhero there is!!!

I'm going: Peter Parker, Miles Morales, Gwen Stacy & Collectively ╰→ personally, I have the comic versions of them in mind

Peter Parker's Spider-Man -any one of them lol-:

He definitely has ADHD and is constantly stimming.

Also always has some stim toys at hand

Peter is a wild child, always running around.

Confident in his regression and pretty open about it, he actively tries to break the stigma.

Peter tends to get hurt, scraped knees, little cuts, etc. So his cg always carries Band-Aids.

LOVES to play "big brother" for other little ones and/ or kiddos.

He will get mad at you, if you forget to give his teddies a good night kiss on the forehead.

Prefers to read the good night story himself, instead of being read to.

When he's smaller than 7, Peter just makes up a story, that he think would fit the pictures in the book.. reading is hard.

Does not enjoy bath time, it's boring.

Miles Morales' Spider-Man:

Probably definitely autistic..

He is less hyperactive then Peter and prefers to chill and watch cartoons over actively playing.

HUGE cuddle bug!

Bad textures can ruin his whole day.

Gets overstimulated quite quickly, when smol and is prone to meltdowns.

Miles is way less confident about his regression. He tries to hide it because he's embarrassed about regressing.

Extra clumsy when little & needs all his boo-boos kissed immediately!!

The phrase "I'm a big boy 😤" gets repeated like a broken record.. It's not convincing anyone though.

Tends to get lost in "bad thought spirals" and needs his cg to pull him out of them.

Has a plushie he tells all his worries to. It's a dog with a zipper on the belly, so he can write down/ draw his worries and put them in the pouch if their to hard to talk about (yet) and puppy can eat them up.. His cg checks the notes every once in a while (with permission ofc). The plushie's name is "Therapuppy".

Really enjoys bath time, especially the extra attention from his cg.

Likes drawing & crafting of any kind.

Gwen Stacy's Spider-Woman/ Spider-Gwen:

Also autistic, definitely.

She is a flip and i see her slightly leaning to being a cg.

Just like Peter, Gwen talks openly about age regression, to break the stigma.

Also loves to help take care of "little sibbies" when small (just like Peter does).

Likes being called "big sis" when smol and "Ma" when in cg headspace.

Gwen likes to dance when & with little(s)

Definitely overprotective and overly cautious.. even when tiny, she worries quite a lot.

Likes to doctor her plushies and dolls back to health.

Enjoys to play pretend and go on adventures.

Collectively -all 3 Spider-Babs-:

Neurodivergent!!

It's a trauma response for all of them, but Peter & Gwen came to love it and like to regress just for fun and to relax sometimes. Miles will get there too, someday..

Sweetest little angels, so affectionate.

None of them have one certain cg, whichever trusted person is available will take care of the tiny ones! (often a Avengers member.. Though I personally especially LOVE Wade Wilson [Deadpool] as Peter's cg cuz I luv their comics together.. Aunt May is also an amazing cg!! Miles' Mom and Dad actually really enjoy to take care of little him & so does Gwen's dad with her.)

That's all I can think of right now, I might add to it later though! <3

.ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･».ﾟ°･⁠✧ ↓ DNI ↓ ✧･° ﾟ.«･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ.

Tagging @pink-crayon-princess bc they said they'd love to hear some head canons aswell <3

[jujumin-translates]

Misumi Ikaruga | [SSR] Soaring Paper Airplanes | An Important Triangle And A Paper Airplane - Part 3

Misumi: Uueg…

Misumi: (Mother… Madoka… I’m sorry…)

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Misumi: (...?)

Misumi: Nnm…

Misumi: (What’s going on… why is everything so warm and fuzzy?)

Hakkaku: --You’re awake, Misumi.

Misumi: Gramps…?

Hakkaku: When you sneak in here? I was surprised to see you sleeping when I came into the room.

Misumi: (Oh, I must’ve fallen asleep in Gramp’s room crying…)

Misumi: Gramps… hug me.

Hakkaku: Haha, but I’m already holding you. You’re a pampered boy, Misumi.

Hakkaku: Here, how’s this for something fluffy?

Misumi: Waah… It’s a big onigiri!

Hakkaku: You like triangles, don’t you, Misumi? That’s why Gramps got this plushie as a present for you.

Misumi: Present…

Misumi: Thanks, Gramps! Ehehe…!

*Flashback end*

Madoka: …san. Nii-san?

Misumi: --Madoka?

Izumi: You finally snapped out of it, Misumi-kun…!

Tenma: We’ve been calling your name forever, but you were still so out of it. We were starting to get worried.

Misumi: …

Madoka: Are you okay, Nii-san?

Misumi: Madoka, hug~.

Madoka: Wah--! What’s with the sudden hug?

Misumi: …I’m glad we get along so well, Madoka.

Madoka: Nii-san…

Madoka: Yeah… me too.

Muku: Waah, it’s so wonderful seeing siblings hug like that…!

Kazunari: The Ikaruga sibbies are way too precious!

Tenma: It’s… probably not any of our business to ask why all of that so suddenly, huh?

Izumi: Yeah.

Kumon: I think it’s great~! Kinda makes me want a hug from Nii-chan too!

Yuki: I don’t mind seeing siblings be together. You’re going to ask Madoka to do “that” aren’t you?

Madoka: “That”?

Misumi: Ah! That’s right~!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Kumon: Fold it like this and… Alright, this should definitely make it fly super far!

Muku: I wonder if my paper airplane will fly properly… How’s your’s going, Madoka-kun?

Madoka: Umm… I’ve got something like this.

Misumi: Yeah! You’ve gotten really good at making paper airplanes, Madoka. You’re way better than Tenma~!

Tenma: Why do you have to compare him to me?

Yuki: Because it gives you more confidence to compare yourself to someone who isn’t as good, duh.

Tenma: Hey!

Madoka: Actually… Nii-san is the one who inspired me to make paper airplanes in between studying and writing.

Madoka: So I guess that’s why I’ve gotten kind of good at it.

Yuki: I see, so that’s why.

Misumi: Whaaat!? I wish I coulda taught you more~!

Misumi: But… I’m glad we got to make paper airplanes together, Madoka!

Madoka: Yeah… me too.

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Tenma: Alright, seems like everyone’s done.

Kumon: Then let’s go to the hallway right away so we can get this paper airplane contest st--.

Sakyo: …

Yuki: …That’s quite the glare we’re getting.

Izumi: That’s a lot of silent pressuring…!

Muku: How about we move this outside then?

Misumi: Let’s go, Madoka!

Madoka: Yeah!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Izumi: We shouldn’t have any problems since the park is so open.

Kazunari: Yep, yep! No need to worry about Frooch-san getting mad at us here!

Tenma: Then let’s get started.

Kumon: By the way, what’s the plan for the prize for the winner?

Muku: Umm, we never really finished talking it out…

Misumi: Then how about the winner gets the onigiri plushie I got earlier~!?

Yuki: Of course, it’s a triangle.

Misumi: Eh~, you don’t want it?

Madoka: …I’d want it.

Misumi: Madoka…!

Yuki: Yeah, yeah, save the hugging for later.

Kumon: Well then, for now, the prize can be the onigiri plushie!

Tenma: Okay, let’s get this thing started. Paper airplane contest, start!

Misumi: Madoka, let’s fly ours together!

Madoka: Yeah, Nii-san!

Madoka & Misumi: One, two--.

[ ⇠ Previous Part ]

[sibbydoo]

I feel like I’m held at gunpoint /j

🔆 ROTBTDoodles 2023 — DAY20: GRISHAVERSE

AU in which The Big Four are the following; Jack Frost as a Tidemaker Grisha corrupt with jurda parem, Rapunzel Corona is a Tailor Grisha, Merida Dun’broch is a runaway thief hiding in Ketterdam, and Hiccup Haddock is a drüskelle learning harsh truths and defending his chaotic dysfunctional family.

[larz-barz]

I have an emergency writing request.

Mikitama comforting Hideaki during an anxiety attack?

ofc sibby<333

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Anxious

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Warning(s)/info: Hideaki is @hotelcaliforniaenbydancer’s oc, anxiety attack, mentions of nightmares

Tagging: @hotelcaliforniaenbydancer @nothingtoseehere1-2-3 @rosalinastan1 @ayunakatsukiwolfhashira @pinkwisteria @nimmie-nugget @kimetsu-chan @slayfics @night-mince101 @frostburn-shoto @floofgryph @muichirolover14 @muichirosboba

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Hideaki is sleeping peacefully on the couch while Mikitama cleans up from lunch.

He begins tossing and turning as he starts having a nightmare, beginning to whimper softly as tears brim his eyes.

Miki comes into the room and her eyes widen as she rushes to his side. “H-Hide..? H-Hide, wake up..!” She calls out to him as she gently shakes him.

Hideaki wakes up with a jolt and a gasp.

He starts breathing heavily as tears fall from his eyes.

Miki gently cups his face in her small hands. “Hide.. It’s o-okay… Breathe with me, o-okay…?” She starts taking deep, steady breaths, taking one of his hands and placing it on her chest.

Hideaki shakes as Miki’s worried eyes stay locked with his own then he pulls her in for a tight hug.

“I-I’m so glad you’re here with me…” He whispers tearfully as Miki’s arms snake around him.

Mikitama smiles sweetly. “I’m always going to be here for you… Just like how you’re always there for me… I love you so so much, Hide…” She whispers and Hideaki smiles as he holds her closer.

“I love you so much too, Mikita…” He says softly and smiles when Miki starts singing their lullaby to him softly.

The two yokais fall asleep, holding each other tightly as they sleep peacefully.

~the end~

i hope this helps you, my inbox is always open if you need to talk about anything<333

[typingatlightspeed]

Hey. You should write a small drabble about what your versions of the team would be doing in the battletech universe.

This is my husband Ken, who is a little shit lmao. Lmao I will always accept your batchall, boo.

TF2 Fanfic - Batchall

When Clan Ghost Bear allies with Clan Smoke Jaguar and Clan Ice Hellion for an offensive, star commander Misha was not prepared for the sheer immaturity of the surats he ended up working with. Composing a star of multiple different clan mechs was probably not the best strategic decision, though.

Ao3 Link!

This is perhaps the stupidest thing I've ever written. I know precious little of Battletech except through osmosis from Ken, but if there's one thing I'll never do it's back down when he challenges me lmao. Enjoy!

No warnings, but so so much clanner slang.

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"You dare refuse my batchall?" Jane bellowed as he fired a salvo of SRMs and strafed the field with his ER laser. The heavy footfalls of the Warhawk he piloted churned the soil as he chased down the enemy Black Lanner.

The mech turned on Jane's, a roar of annoyance and a Scottish accent ripping across the comms channel. "Neg!" his opponent replied. "Tavish o' Clan Ice Hellion ignores nae batchall, ye Smoke Jaguar surat!"

"Then we will fight! And I will win!" Jane said, grinning broadly as he fingered the trigger for his short range missiles.

Before he could react, in a sudden burst of speed from the mech's oversized engine, the Black Lanner was upon him, lasers tearing into the Warhawk's armour as it launched its own salvo of SRMs. The Ice Hellion had closed on him and exploited the slow speed of his assault mech, and as Jane was rocked with the impact of his opponent's missiles, Jane couldn't help but laugh. Finally, a worthy challenge.

Misha sighed. Normally clans allying against a single target was touchy at the best of times, but every single time these two idiots met on the field they'd forget everything about the mission for an excuse to tussle and waste resources. "Clan Ghost Bear has more important thing to do than to witness third pointless batchall you have issued since alliance began. You will cease your dezgra coupling and you will return to mission, or neither of you take isorla back to your khans. Quiaff?"

Loud sighing filled the channel from both sides followed by both men mumbling a deflated, "Aff."

With a grumble, Jane offered, "Well bargained and done," like a chastised child.

"Well bargained and done," Tavish echoed petulantly.

"Finally," Misha grunted, engaging the boosters of his Kodiak and charging ahead of his rowdy allies. He hated working with other clans. Their mechwarriors behaved like mewling sibbies.