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[a-dauntless-daffodil]

can u guess which gif will be at the end of this. can you guess. i'll bet at least a few of you can guess XD

Charlie: "New plan- group bonding through shared, SAFE, suffering!"

Alastor: “Oh joy~”

Husk: "Not this fucking shit again."

Angel Dust: "Well hey as long as it's consensual sufferin'~"

Niffty: (lifts arms at vaggie) "YEEET ME!!!"

Vaggie: "Ughh... no."

Niffty: "Aww."

Vaggie: "I'm never living that one down am I?"

Charlie: "Vaggie, you don't need to live anything down EVER-"

Alastor: "Cough cough! Lied to her girlfriend for three years, cough cough!"

Angel Dust: "Dude you're not supposed t' SAY cough."

Husk: “That’s the part you’re fucking annoyed at?”

Charlie: "-and the POINT is, your whole idea about going through hell to trust the people who go through it with you? Not entirely on the wrong track!"

Vaggie: "Yaaay."

Husk: "You fucked up but for the right un-shitty reasons."

Vaggie: "Great. Thanks."

Charlie: "SO! We're all gonna share the worst work day of our lives with each other!"

Niffty: "Share?" (excited) "By INFLICTING them on each other!?"

Charlie: "Talking, Niffty. We're going to, talk about them."

Niffty: "Aww...."

Husk: "Is there a time limit."

Angel Dust: "Is there a rating limit?"

Alastor: (thoughtful) "Does it still count as a terrible work day if I was able to murder them at the end of it?"

Charlie: "Uhhhh-"

Vaggie: "How 'bout we stick to how it made us feel, rather than all the... X rated... gory details?"

Niffty: (sighs) (slumps over) "This is my worst most terrible work day ever.."

Charlie: "And how do you FEEL about it?"

Niffty: "Sad..."

Vaggie: "I'll let you use my spear for roach hunting after this."

Niffty: (bouncing up) "OH THE EMOTIONS! WHATEVER ONES YOU WANT FROM ME I DON'T CARE, I HAVE THEM!!!"

Husk: "What the fuck."

Angel Dust: "Yeesh."

Charlie: "Okay that's, that's enough sharing from you. Good, um, good job!"

Niffty: "Spear spear spear-"

Charlie: "Well MY worst work day was definitely the one where we were besieged by an army of murderous angels heaven-bent on the full scale slaughter of most of my family! And they actually did kill one! Yeah- that." (laughs) "That fucking sucked and I hated it!"

Angel Dust, Husk, Niffty: (GASP)

Charlie: "What? What??"

Angel Dust: "You said the "H" word, toots.."

Vaggie: "She said a lot more than that while writing an angry text to heaven afterwards."

Charlie: "Hey! You checked the text for me- you know I was polite!"

Vaggie: "Charlie, it was the most aggressively polite 'fuck off' anyone's ever written in the history of all creation. I’m so proud of you for it."

Charlie: "Heh."

Alastor: “Cough get a room please cough.”

Angel Dust: “’m TELLING YOU that’s NOT how it’s supposed ‘t WORK you're not supposed t' SAY IT-”

Charlie: "Ah-hem. Um. Husk? Worst work day-?"

Husk: "Still living it."

Hotel Crew: "....."

Husk: "...but you stupid fuckers are keeping me company through it, so, fucking thanks I guess."

Charlie: (tearful) "Oh Husk. That's so..."

Angel Dust: "Love you too, Mr. Whiskers~"

Husk: "Shut the fuck up."

Vaggie: "Hey."

Husk: "Him, not her. The day your “her” shuts the fuck up is the day we all know we're fucked."

Charlie: "Gosh I hope not." (wipes eyes) "Angel Dust? You wanna...?"

Angel Dust: "My worst shitty day was also my BEST day."

Charlie: (bracing herself) "O...kay...?"

Angel Dust: "A friend came to work an' almost killed the boss for me. Can ya believe that? An' the only reason she didn't open him up a few new 'fun' an' 'interestin' holes of his own was 'cause I had to stop her."

Vaggie: "HELL YEAH!"

Charlie: "You mean-"

Angel Dust: "Yeah. Thanks, apple cheeks. I spent good crack money commissionin' fanart of you wrecking his shit."

Charlie: "WHAT!?"

Vaggie: "You have GOT to let me see that."

Charlie: "VAGGIE!"

Vaggie: "Oh come on, it's better than him buying crack, right?"

Angel Dust: "It def looks waaay better on my wall."

Charlie: "I- that's not-"

Niffty: "Is there BLOOD?"

Charlie: "Oh please don't let there be any-"

Angel Dust: "SO much blood, baby."

Charlie: "Noooo...!"

Vaggie: "Now I really need to see it."

Charlie: "H-WHA?"

Husk: "I really need a fucking drink."

Charlie: "I'm- you know what? I'm pretending I didn't hear any of that. La la la! I have complete deniability!"

Alastor: "That's the spirit! You hardly knew him, certainly never fantasized about decorating him with his own entrails! Just keep reminding yourself of that while hiding the body~!"

Charlie: "NO! Just.... well maybe for him..."

Vaggie: "You're so pretty."

Charlie: (pouting) "We need to commission a piece of you standing over Lute with your spear at her throat. It's not FAIR otherwise."

Vaggie: "Anything for you, babe."

Alastor: "How saccharine. Young love hand in hand, spattered in blood."

Charlie: "A-anyway. Alastor. Your turn."

Alastor: "Hmm. Well, there was the time someone reorganized the reels, somehow without mentioning it to me before air time. And without asking me before hand. But..."

Husk: "Here it comes."

Alastor: "Reorganized their organs for them later that night, likewise unasked, was QUITE fun."

Charlie: "I THOUGHT WE SAID WE COULD JUST TALK ABOUT OUR FEELINGS!"

Alastor: "My feelings?"

Niffty: "PURE UNDILUTED JOY"

Alastor: "Mm no, they didn't scream enough for that..."

Charlie: "AAAAAH!" (covers ears)

Alastor: "Shall we say perhaps, accomplished?"

Vaggie: "Over one murder? Wow. You're sure easy to please."

Alastor: "I've always believed in quality not quantity when it comes to my passion projects. Swift, thoughtless killings are so passé."

Angel Dust: "Y'know, meeting you has really ruined the whole dashing dapper man w' a tinted glass monocle for me. It's that creepy grin. You're a total boner kill."

Alastor: "Oh I do try."

Vaggie: "What about the day you died? Didn't you get fucking shot like a deer, venison a la Alastor?"

Alastor: "Fan of my history, hmm?"

Vaggie: "The TV future about it is pretty funny, not gonna lie."

Alastor: "Ah ha ha! TV DID YOU SAY."

Vaggie: "Vox airs it. Every day."

Alastor: "AND YOU WATCHED IT. HMM?"

Vaggie: "Every. Day."

Angel Dust: "I bring the popcorn and pills."

Husk: "I mix the fucking drinks."

Niffty: "I wish it had more BLOOD!"

Alastor: "ET TU, NIFFTY?"

Charlie: "Okay okay, that's WAY more than enough from you, reel back in the shadow monsters please-"

Alastor: "AHAHAHAH...!" (fades into shadows)

Angel Dust: "Creep. He's prob'ly vaping off to go curse the TV again."

Husk: "For mother fuck. I've got that cooking show coming on tonight. Will smacking the aerial with the angel spear get it working again?"

Vaggie: "Probably...?"

Charlie: "Vaggie!" (desperate) (hopeful) "You have a normal worst day at work to finish this exercise off with, right!?"

Vaggie: "...."

Vaggie: "Uh, well sweetie...."

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[llamagoddessofficial]

Thank you so much @nugget4550 for commissionin Red being a flirty bastard with their OC. It’s always such a joy to write this saucy fella!

“... well, hello there.” Red purred.

... The human sitting at the Grillby’s bar looked up from their drink, visibly taken aback as the large skeleton slid into the stool beside them. Despite being dressed appropriately for a casual bar like Grillby’s, in loose jeans and a black top, their body language gave away that this wasn’t their usual place. 

“O-oh,” they gave him a quick once-over, the slight flush rising to their ruddy cheeks giving him the confidence boost to continue his advances. “Erm... I...”

Red reached into his own almost-empty drink with two phalanges, plucking out an ice cube. He pinched and the little transparent block cracked into several pieces- he had a stupid grin on his face, golden tooth winking in the low warm light.

“there we go. that was an icebreaker. i’m red, what’s yer name?”

... The joke took a moment to register. But once it did, their eyes lit up, and an attractive laugh burst out of them. His grin hitched up his cheekbones... he liked how they looked tough, dressing in dark colours and with a tattoo peeking out over their collarbone from under their shirt, but their eyes and lavender Soul betrayed someone who got easily flustered when their guard was down and liked to smile. 

“N-Nova...” they fiddled with their fingers like know what to do with them. They seemed... not used to being flirted with? “My name is Nova.”

“pretty name fer a pretty human.” Red purred, propping his elbow on the bar and leaning in closer. “can’t say i’ve seen ya around here before. what made you pick this hovel?”

Grillby crackled, noticeably, from his position behind the bar. But if he was really upset about Red’s jab at his establishment, he didn’t say anything.

“This isn’t a hovel.” They teased, giving him a look that made his chest warm. They folded one leg over the other; Red could see that they were wearing black combat boots with a slight heel, laces tied with the stray ends tucked into the sides. This was an organised, professional person. “... I wanted to try monster alcohol. I asked around, and everyone said this was the place to be.”

They spoke somewhat formally, but with a tilting edge of casualness that probably only came on with the drinks. Red chuckled, deeply- he was a few drinks in, too.

“so... how does our liquid poison compare, then?”

His chuckle had clearly elicited a reaction in them, but they tried to play it off. “I-it tastes completely different. Nowhere near as bitter. And the effect is a lot more pleasant.”

“glad to hear it.” He mused. “you mind me askin’ what a stunner like you does for a livin’? you go around makin’ poor innocent monsters fall for you all the time, or am i special?”

An attractive pinkish colour flooded their cheeks, voice almost shaking. “I-I’m a pilot. A flight instructor. A-and you?”

“a pilot?” Red’s brows raised. “shit, that’s why we really took off, isn’t it?”

More laughter bubbled out of them, infectious and pleasant. He really liked that sound, leaning in even closer. 

“you asked about my job...” He winked, voice lowering playfully until only they could hear him. “i’m actually ground crew. if you want, i’ll handle your baggage anytime, doll.”

They put a hand over their face, letting out a flustered “O-oh jeez,”, but they leant in too... like the two of them were sharing a secret.

“you’re jus’ a high altitude person, nova. that’s why you keep takin’ my breath away.”

“Th-these jokes are really landing, Red.” they managed to squeeze out.

He all but glowed. “speakin’ of flyin, doll, you wanna make an early departure? back to my place, maybe?”

They giggled. “One more drink. On me. Then... we can see if you like your landings soft or hard...?”

Red felt his eyelights light up as their proud laughter continued. This one... oh, he liked this one.

//--//--//

Nova woke up on a couch. 

...That wasn’t actually all that unusual- who hasn’t woken up one morning sprawled on their couch with vague regrets swirling around in their head? The unusual part was that they could immediately tell it wasn’t their couch. It smelled different, it was a different colour. They could hear a TV, they could feel a fuzzy thudding hangover sensation in the back of their head... and they could smell someone’s smokey scent.

... They opened their eyes to find themselves cuddled against a large, warm skeleton monster’s chest.

... And they were wearing his shirt.

Nova sat up, immediately, a zap of confusion and panic going through them- what did they do? They went home with the guy from the bar!? Looking down, they were still wearing their boots and jeans, but the oversized grey shirt swallowing them certainly was not theirs.

“... Oh no. Crap.” They whispered, sharply, swinging their legs over the side of the couch and preparing to stand. “Crap, crap...”

...

A snort, from the couch.

Nova turned and looked over their shoulder, bright red already, to see... well, Red, shuffling slightly to sit up. He had an easy grin resting on his face.

“I-I,” they wanted to melt into the floor. “I apologise, I-”

“relax, cutie.” His voice was husky with morning sleepiness. “we didn’t smash parts, if that’s what yer worried about.”

...

“... O-oh.” They visibly relaxed. “Then, erm... what...?”

“the only thing you smashed was a whole glass of firewhiskey. which is admirable, definitely hot to watch, but also... a terrible idea.” He rested his arms on his knees, grinning. “grillby makes those things strong enough to stagger me. y’got pretty messed up pretty quickly, couldn’t tell me where you lived, so you ended up crashing at my place.”

“... Why am I wearing...?”

“ah. yeah,” his eyelights twinkled with mirth. “you kinda blew chunks on your home clothes.”

... Nova was utterly mortified, burying their head in their hands. Red chuckled again, getting up off the couch and stretching back, spine audibly popping.

“how’s the hangover?” He asked, voice easy as he changed the subject to spare their feelings, raising one hand over his back and letting the joints crack.

“... My hangover isn’t that bad, to be honest.” They rubbed their temple. If they’d had that much human alcohol they would’ve been borderline comatose by the time morning came. “... I don’t feel very ill, or particularly unwell. Just...”

“weird ache in yer head and chest?”

“... Yes. Exactly.”

“it’s cus monster alcohol is mostly magic,” a yawn that showed off his jagged teeth. “doesn’t affect humans all that much, mostly scrambles your brain and soul for a few hours.”

“... Thanks for looking after me, Red.” Nova said, gently. “I really appreciate it.”

“course. anythin’ for the pilot who hijacked my heart.” He purred. 

Nova immediately flushed again, and Red couldn’t help but laugh.

“anyway. whaddya want for breakfast?”

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A sketch commission for @hiharry66

This was honestly very fun to draw, since I haven’t drawna pony/pony hybrid in a very long time, so it was good to get some practice in, and have a bit of fun with muzzle shapes again. Either way, thank you very much for commissionin me, and if anyone else would like to, please, don’t hesitate to ask. Send me a PM and we can figure it all out. ^u^

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