#and a great ol’ nose boop

[howlingday]

A Big RWBY Party

Yang: Hey! Hi! How's it going? Welcome to the party! Come on in!

Weiss: Ugh... Why did we agree to this?

Blake: Yang said it would be a great way to meet new people.

Weiss: Jaune isn't going to be here, is he?

Ruby: No. He had a thing going on already.

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Jaune: (Sleeping)

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Yang: Hey, how's it goin'? You enjoyin' the party?

"Fan": Hardly. This party is so boring?

Yang: Oh, really? What's wrong?

"Fan": This music is so loud and obnoxious, you could probably replace it with anything from the Sonic the Hedgehog games. It's also really annoying that it's always made by the same two people.

Yang: Uh-huh... Well, uh, I'll check the song list and see what else we got in the ol' music library.

"Fan": Whatever. It's not there's anything good to do with the music anyways.

Yang: ...

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Blake: Hey, uh, how's the food?

"Fan": Terrible. It's all the same crap.

Blake: ...It is?

"Fan": It's either something so salty, it might as well be a bowl of salt, or it's so fluffy that I'd rather be eating a pillow.

Blake: Uh...

"Fan": And more than half of them are just bananas! Like, there's other fruits out there people can eat!

Blake: ...What bananas? Where?

"Fan": Ugh, and don't get me started on these "thirst" traps!

Blake: ...You mean the punch?

"Fan": You just know whoever made these are just hiding behind the "it's implied" excuse. We all know you're a pervert, so just admit it and jump off a bridge and die! Ugh!

Blake: ...What the hell just happened?

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Nora: I love you, Ren~.

Ren: I love you, too, Nora. (Pokes her nose) Boop.

"Fan": UUUUUUGH! CRIIIINGE!

Weiss: Hey! What the hell is your problem?!

"Fan": This is so forced it hurts to look at! There's no way they should end up together!

Weiss: And who are you to decide that?

"Fan": Soneone who clearly understands how the real world works. Unlike SOME of us.

Weiss: What are you talking about?

"Fan": She was pining after him for years, and the only thing they have in common is their shared trauma. That is not any kind of healthy relationship. It's called enabling each other's flaws.

Weiss: Wh-

"Fan": Also, you are a shitty person because you didn't just stab Jaune when he couldn't take the hint.

Weiss: Why would I-?!

"Fan": Jaune was a stalker and you didn't tell anyone. Just like you didn't tell anyone that Velvet was being bullied.

Weiss: That was years ago!

"Fan": And what have you done now to fix it?

Weiss: I-

"Fan": Whatever. I'm done associating myself with someone who refuses to acknowledge that they're a terrible person.

Weiss: ...

Nora: You okay, Weiss?

Ren: What an absolute-

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Ruby: Come on, midnight... I want these people to leave.

"Fan": And you.

Ruby: Huh?

"Fan": You are the worst, most sorry excuse of a character I have ever met.

Ruby: I am?

"Fan": First off, your look is so cliché, it hurts. Red Riding Hood with a gun? Real original. Also, what are you, fourteen? You shouldn't even be near these people, let alone going on the same adventures as them. You're a liar and a fraud, just like that idiot Jaune; you just cheated your way into school. The big difference is that you did it by breaking the law and being a vigilante who should have just let the police do their job. But with a thug like your sister, who breaks into bars under the legal drinking age and sexually assaults grown men before destroying their business without getting any punishment because her tits are somehow fatter than her head, I'd say it's no wonder.

Ruby: ...

"Fan": Of course, it's not she's the only bad influence in your life. Your deadbeat dad was a womanizer who got what was coming to him, and your uncle is an alcoholic mess who had to change his voice because he didn't know the meaning of the words, "no" and "stop".

Ruby: Hm...

"Fan": And finally, your "accomplishments" are so forced that you might as well change your name to Mary-Ann Susan. Everything just has to go ypur way because you know how the world works. You want to be so much like your mommy, but you don't want to put in the effort to actually better yourself.

Ruby: I see.

"Fan": You, your friends, this party, and everything you touch becomes a bigger and bigger trash fire the more you stick your nose into it, no matter how much you and your racist, sexist, homophobic "friends" try to make it better. You're a disgrace to your mother, and an abomination to your father.

Ruby: ...

"Fan": ...

Ruby: ...Are you done?

"Fan": I... I had some other things to say, but I can't remember them right now.

Ruby: Okay. I think I get what you're saying. Honestly, some of that stuff does kinda make sense when you think about it.

"Fan": Really?

Ruby: Mhm. But I also think you should leave.

"Fan": What?! Oh, I get it! You're trying to silence me because I'm telling the truth!

Ruby: No, I'm asking you to leave because you came to this party, but instead of just enjoying it for what it is, all you've done since you showed up is complain without offering anything actually constructive as criticism. This is a party for people to have fun, and you showing up, making fun of it, and then acting like you know how things should but not offering anything except even more criticism is just... dumb. Like, really, really dumb.

Ruby: They're here to have fun. And we're here for their fun, too. Because we believe in the message they all believe in, too. And that's why we're here. To make it better.

"Fan": I...

Fan: Can I stay? Just a little longer?

Ruby: If you promise not to be such jerk anymore, then I'm okay with it.

Fan: Yeah. I want to make it better, too.

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"Now I know as I say this, there will be some [viewers] saying that they think [creator] doesn't have quality or quantity and that everything [they] do is wrong. People will often disguise their comments as 'constructive criticism' even though they word in a way that isn't just mean, but as pompous, and often to prop themselves up as some sort of authority because of their own experience while also disregarding the experience of the actual successful creator of multiple shows with millions of fans worldwide."

- Deep Cut, Cartoon Universe

[crack-fic-casey]

Hey @baggebythesea, I found a story you’ll like a lot!

“Boop!” Catra snickers across from them, poking Adora’s nose.

“Stop.”

“Booooop!” She pushes her nose again, tilting it to the side.

“You’re playing a dangerous game.” Adora’s voice was almost serious. “I am wearing protective armor. You’re ticklish spots are essentially exposed.”

“Ooooh is the big, strong Force Captain gonna punish little ol’ me?” Catra teased, snuggling closer to her.

“You… stop being weird.”

“Big, strong, Force Capp’n Adora’s gonna s-mrrrrrrr.” She is silenced into a puddle of languid purring as Adora changes her scratching technique with a shadow of a smirk.

“There, isn’t that nicer, no more weird…” She frowns. “Weird.” She looks up, at Bow and Glimmer who are watching with fascination. “Hey, how did you manage to get Catra into a dress?”

“Wh-What?”

“For that… princess dance? The one that Scorpia got all gorg- whats the word… pretty for?”

“Oh, I mean, that… we made some compromises.” Glimmer shrugged, and took another sip of her rum. “Blech. In the end we actually just found something she liked enough to wear.”

“That sounds… nice.” She glances at the cat sprawled across her legs.

“You thought I was pretty?” Scorpia asks, full face blushing.

“Of course!” Adora finally takes one of her hands off Catra’s head to make a waving gesture. “You looked great! Princess!” She pointed at Glimmer. Who was now starting to really feel the Rum. “You have some kind of authority on pretty things. Tell her.” Adora’s voice is no nonsense, for all that her words are nonsensical.

[berryshipbasket]

🎵 🎀 and 🎇 for the sleepover ask game!! :D (@candyheartedchy)

THANK U CHY!!!

🎵 List three songs that remind you of your selfship. Picking ones for 🏁💚Nitro Berry💙🍇 !!

Sugar Sugar by The Archies

The Technicolour phase by Owl City

Alligator sky by Owl City

🎀 What’s your favorite thing about your F/O’s appearance? Going with KC/Tur.bo cus he's on the brain currently!

HONESTLY I love all three of his designs! King.Candy? LOVE that big nose of his... I wanna just boop it and give it a big ol kiss.. PERSONALLY I'm a sucker for characters wearing long gloves, so seeing his race outfit with those, a helmet AND goggles!! UAHG..

Tur.bo is an absolute RAT. /pos DUDE LOOKS LIKE HE HASN'T SLEPT IN WEEKS!! I love his little outfit though, he looks great in red <33

KING.CYBUG. OOOH. MAAMA. I love me some big monster bug men <333 I love that his kinda glitches between KC and Tur.bo it's such a cool little detail!! AND HE'S SO EVILY GOOFY LIKE?? AUGHG THAT EVIL LAUGH.. GETS ME EVERY TIME.

🎇 Which is the most CURSED crack selfship you’ve thought of? That's a toughie because I usually never think about these!!

Hmm... ...At one point when I was in the ML.P fandom I nearly paired my sona with Sprout from gen 5. We don't talk about those days /j

[kq-rescuecenter]

🍒 Solo Time w/ Wooyoung 🍼

🌟 i’ll eventually have my solo time with the rest~ today it was with our baby Wooyoung ❤️ oh my goodness he’s just.. the sweetest little thing! i was going to take him to the park for a little fun but, i’ve learned that he is afraid of birds and didn’t wanna leave the house today.

he’s usually a big ball of energy but today he was very calm and let me hold him without him squirming around and jump out of my arms~ he loves making this little ‘blep’ face! it’s so cute! look at his little tongue~ and he loves giving kisses 🥺 he’s booped my cheek and my nose so many times today.. my heart was melting!!

look at his big ol eyes! he’s just… oh he’s captured my heart. such a good boy… we are still waiting for him to shift into his human form still. he’s still pretty young from what we can tell, he’s got a few baby teeth still so it shouldn’t be too long. we actually got him a little bell collar because he’s gotten himself stuck in San’s cat tree and behind the couch a few times.

i had a great time with our little cuddle bug today~ tomorrow, im going to get hanging out with yunho. so i will be out and about tomorrow… we’ll be in a secluded area of our center for his safety. if anyone wants to tag along please let some at the front desk know~

𝖭𝖾𝗐 𝖲𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗌 : @livealittleoc-cb @theonesxcb @welcometosector1 @binna-oc @fantasyaespa @eclipseclubocs @hoteldelluna-rp @evicted-oc @kardpackcb

[tierra-paldeana]

⠀“ there you are! ”

⠀his ever - energetic growlithe bounding beside him, the gym leader approaches with a wave.⠀his hand's in his pocket, audibly fiddling with plastic wrappers.

⠀“ I didn't see you yesterday, so I, uh . . . ”

⠀now he gets a tad sheepish, finding all of this just a little cheesy;⠀but he takes a couple candy bars out of his pocket, offering them her way.⠀full - size ones, by the look of it.

⠀“ I just . . .⠀thought I'd save you a couple.⠀I didn't want you to go without and all. ”

☠🌏– Naturally she's happy to see him, and happier that he didn't know that the Lycanroc in ghost costume that had knocked on his door last night had been her. Simply cause the idea of having to explain all that to him would've been really confusing (not like she understood why that had happened to begin with).

''Hey there Grush! Yea', I was jus'... busy goin' trick o' treatin' with Poppy yesterday 'round Mesagoza, ended up walkin' round super late n collapsed in bed the moment I got home, nahaha-''

She scratched the back of her head - she didn't have a good time lying but--

All the thoughts vanish the moment she saw the little pup and of course, the candy. She kindly takes it before kneeling down and ruffling the fire canine's fur as well as giving it scritches under the chin and behind the ears.

''Aww ya shouldn't have! -Who's a good pupper~- 'ere ya go, though, wouldn't want ya to not get anythin' from good ol' Rika, eh?''

She gives him a small bag full of a great variety of candy, some of which were safe for Pokémon to eat, that aren't too sweet. She's aware she ain't as much of a sweet lover as she was, after all. Once she's done petting the adorable doggy beside him, she stands up and gives his nose a gentle boop with her index.

''I'm happy ya thought o' me, though... Did ya miss me last night? Neheh.~''

[your-not-invisible-to-me]

Aaroooooon, I saw you were having a shit time, in pain (I feel that, chronic pain solidarity) and looking for some happy things in your askbox. I don't have much but hopefully pictures of Spud and other happy things will make you smile at least, and know you have my long distance hugs!

Here's Fozzie as Floof cuddles him!

FOZZIE IN DRAGON WINGS. HE IS A POTATO DRAGON. 🥔 🐉

And here's the inside of the giant skeleton dinosaur (the one I wore for halloween)'s butt, which I thought was amusing.

Nigel fell down in the wind at one point and it looked like the Halloween spider was either trying to help him up or trying to eat him. 😂

Ily bunches, hoping things get better soon. 💖

Pastafossa dear friend you hold my HEART 🥺

I’m just now seeing this cause I’m a dumbass who wasn’t been on tumblr this week much. But fuck if I needed to see this tonight.

I just finished working 96 hours at work with no day off gotta love needing overtime to buy Christmas presents for people and I still have another 40 hours with no day off before thanksgiving.

So long story short, I currently am curled on couch in severe back pain. I had back surgery when I was 17 and have been living in fear ever since of back spasms coming back and here they be I think I pinched something ngl

But these photos bring me so much joy!!! FOZZIE DRAGON I HAVS LITERAL TEARS HES SO PRECIOUS I ADORE !!! His little face!!!! And Floof!!!

Giggling at the thought of you giggling inside that dino suit. You are at the top of list of precious things.

I hope Nigel is doing okay. Wind be strong. Even the strongest can be fallen and that’s okay 🥺🥹

Long story short, I very much VERY MUCH so appreciate this happy content. It brings me the endorphins I needed x10.

[lovelybunn]

baking a cake with calvin weir-fields ✧ ˚

warning(s): uses of pet names, kind of suggestive flirting(?), swearing

author's note: idk why, but i just think calvin doesn't really show love through his words very often (which is kind of ironic bc he's literally an author), just my personal headcanon :)

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"Hey, watch it! You're gonna get frosting all over my apron!" You shrugged, the spoon covered in sweet, fluffy frosting spun around in your wrist. You turned to give Calvin an unbothered glance. "Isn't that what it's for? To get dirty?" You strutted toward him and booped his big ol' ethnical nose. You were always fond of it, especially what it looked like on his side profile.

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If you were being honest, everything, all of him, you were fond of. You loved it, you loved him. From his light brunet hair to his gorgeous sky blue eyes, every inch of him was perfect. And Calvin's hands, oh lord, his hands! They were so skillful, they could do anything he put them out to. They had a large range of uses, from cooking full course meals for the two of you, typing up an over 500 page novel, to the basic task of being able to touch and feel you in all the right places. He was your dream guy, and it was like a gift from the gods to have him.

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Moreover, today was special. It was you and Calvin's anniversary. Of course, because you were dying for something sweet (other than your boyfriend), you suggested to bake a cake together. Nevertheless, he agreed. "That's a great idea, honey! It'll be a perfect way for us to bond, even more than we already do, that is." Calvin had wholeheartedly exclaimed.

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Little did either one of you know, the bonding that the two of you oh-so ever desired for, was sadly going to be messy. Very messy.

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If someone ever walked into you and Calvin's kitchen, completely unannounced, they may have assumed that a sugar hurricane ran into it on some sort of frenzy. Flour coated the once sparkly clean counters with pale white, with a few specs of cake batter splattered in-between. The dishwasher was flooded in bowls, measuring cups, and other baking utensils, to the point where the thing wouldn't even close all the way.

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Taking into no consideration of the disaster before you, you clung onto Calvin and went on your tip-toes. "I love you." You hummed in his ear. He shook his head in response, "Mhm.." With you still glued onto him like some kind of tumor, Calvin drug you across the kitchen with two cake pans balanced in either of his hands. He put the raw cake batter filled pans into the oven and closed it, huffing to himself.

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You sighed dreamily and slithered your arms around his shoulders, "Baby, Calvin! Aren't you gonna say it back?" You fake pouted, your eyes played a pitiful part in your act. He ran his long fingers through his hair before peering down at you. Calvin's eyes half-lidded, he leaned toward you. He stopped right in front of your face. Your eyes practically popped out of your head out of embarrassment. He chuckled, "You have some of that frosting on your face, sweetheart." You almost removed one of your hands from their place of resting on Calvin, but he gently put it back where it was.

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With a teasing smirk on his face, Calvin waved his pointer finger back and forth as if he was scolding a small child. "No, no, no. Let me." Without warning, he kissed your cheek where the frosting was, but it felt kinda wet. "Calvin, did you just lick my face?" He nodded absentmindedly. "Yeah." He turned on his heels to go and wash his hands. You batted your eyelashes, baffled. "Hello? Licking my face doesn't instantly translate to 'I love you, too', you know that right?" Calvin finished washing his hands and walked up to you casually. He then wrapped them around your waist and pulled you closer to him. Calvin muttered against your ear, "Yeah, I love you, my sweet shortcake. I can't help but to taste you. You're addictive, like sugar." You froze in shock, exchanging a glance from everywhere else and Calvin's smug face. Thankfully, the oven saved you of the rest of your dignity, distracting him.

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"Shit, how did I completely forget to preheat the damn oven? How is it gonna bake jack shit if it isn't hot?" Calvin groaned; he didn't take the cakes out, but he actually set up the temperature to 360. He ruffled his hair into a brown fluffy bush. You smiled, 'He's so cute.' Even with Calvin's back turned, he knew that you were eyeing him. "Honey, quit gawking and help me clean up, m'k?"

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About thirty-five minutes passed, and you and Calvin were stuffing your faces with yummy homeade cake, nothing too sweet or bitter, just right. Calvin took a tiny sip of water and glanced at you. "This is delicious, shortcake. I'm so happy to have such a sweet tooth as a lover." You gulped down a chunk of cake down your throat before replying, "Best. Anniversary. Ever." Calvin was about to agree with you until his glasses fell straight off his face and into his slice.

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"Shit!" He hissed, desperately trying to clean the frosting that had now covered the lenses. It was no use, the glasses were permanently fogged up. Calvin sighed heavily, "Well, that's one way to end your evening. And those were my signature glasses too." You giggled and scooted closer to him. You rested your head on his shoulder. "I'll buy you new ones, I promise." He tilted his head and glanced at you; Calvin's pupils dilated emmensly. He looked even prettier without his glasses, even though he was half-blind. You didn't realize it at first, but Calvin had wrapped his arms around you in a gentle hug. You grinned. He may not say it a lot, but he loves you, more than you think.

[starryevermore]

Great!

✨: Steven, Marc, and Jake; smut

Reader has been teasing them for about a week now(wearing their clothes [or revealing ones at that], doing things suggestively, saying little things out in public, the works). And one day she pushes it just a bit too far for the boys’ liking.

I hope this is okay! 💖

teasing them ✧ steven grant, marc spector, & jake lockley

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request: ✨: Steven, Marc, and Jake; smut. Reader has been teasing them for about a week now(wearing their clothes [or revealing ones at that], doing things suggestively, saying little things out in public, the works). And one day she pushes it just a bit too far for the boys’ liking. I hope this is okay! 💖 - anon

pairing: steven grant x fem!reader x marc spector x jake lockley

word count: 849

warnings?: implied smut, not proofread

Marc was the first to notice something was up. 

It started with his hoodie. It had gone missing when he had come back after being gone on what ended up being a week-long mission. Of course, it was quick to turn back up. On you. 

Marc watched as you made breakfast, wearing nothing but his white hoodie. As you reached up to grab some plates, he realized that nothing but his white hoodie, meant nothing but his white hoodie. He snuck up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, pressing kisses along your neck. 

“That’s a pretty little shirt you’ve got on,” he whispered between kisses. “Though, I think it would be better if we took it off, don’t you?”

“Don’t be silly, Marc,” you laughed, wiggling out of his arms. “We gotta eat breakfast!”

“Well, how about after breakfast—”

“I’ve got work,” you said, booping his nose. “Do you mind if I wear this to work? We’re allowed to dress casual today.”

His brows furrowed together. Had he done something wrong? Had he—Oh. As he watched you walk by, swinging your hips, he realized exactly what you were doing. He’d left you alone for long enough that you’d been scheming how to get back at him. And what better route to revenge was there than some good ole fashioned teasing? 

And, oh, he couldn’t wait to see where this went. 

Steven, shockingly, was the second to realize. 

It had been a few days since the hoodie incident, and it was time for yours and Steven’s regularly scheduled Saturday events. A trip to the farmer’s market, going to the used bookstore, perhaps swinging by a museum or two. It was rare that Steven had you all to himself, since he had to share his time with you with Marc and Jake, but the two of them had agreed that Saturdays were just for you and Steven, and he intended to cherish every moment of it. 

Except, well, you were behaving a bit differently. 

You’d always been the affectionate type. You loved holding onto Steven’s hand, kissing him gently as you browsed the aisles of the bookstore, wrapping an arm around him while you waited in line to check out. But this was different. You were being a lot more…forward than usual. 

“What are you doing?” Steven asked, his face burning as you slipped your hand into his back pocket, giving his ass a lil squeeze while you watched him pick out a book. 

“Hm? Oh, nothing,” you said, leaning closer into him, pressing your chest against him. 

Steven spared a glance down, suddenly very aware of how low-cut your top was, how he could see the love bites he had left behind on your chest earlier that morning. He swallowed hard, glancing away. Even if he was allowed to look at you, something about it didn’t feel right to ogle at you in public.

Unless…That was what you wanted.

When he glanced back, you had moved to hold onto his arm, your cheek pressed against his bicep. “I was thinkin’ we get ice cream next,” you mused. 

He swallowed hard, the image of you licking an ice cream cone filling his mind, his pants growing tighter the more he thought about it. “That sounds wonderful,” he managed to get out. 

Oh, lord, you were going to be the death of him. 

Jake was the last one to realize. 

Though, to be fair to him, he didn’t front as much as Steven or Marc. He only ever came out every once in a while, when he was needed or when he was particularly missing you. Which was the case now. 

You were in the flat, cleaning. Jake was supposed to be helping, but all he could focus on was the way your hips were swinging, the way your shorts perfectly hugged your ass, how all he wanted to do was rip that sports bra right off your body. And you…God, you loved acting like you were completely oblivious to what you were doing. 

“C’mon, Jake,” you said, a slight whine in your voice that you both knew drove him wild, “it’s gonna take all day to clean the flat if you keep standing around!”

“Mm, but that’s what you want me to do, hm?” he said, walking over, grabbing you by the hips, tugging you close. “You want me to stand around and stare and act like I don’t know that you’re bein’ the biggest tease in the world.”

Your eyes widened slightly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“No? Oh well. I suppose I was wrong,” he said, starting to turn away. “Such a shame, too. I was ready to spend the entire day giving you exactly what you want, but since I’m wrong—”

“Wait, no!”

He turned back around, arching a brow. “No? But, you just said—”

“Please, please, please fuck me, Jake!” you said, pouting up at him. “I’ll be good from now on, promise!”

“Your wish is my command.”

And, oh, did he love that wish of yours. 

join my sleepover!

[biostris]

Hi!! Would u be willing to write Mao Mao or badgerclops with a human male s/o? :)

Ur great! Have a wonderful day!!

Badgerclops w/ a human MALE s/o :))

A/n: These are just some headcanons since im trying to get used to writing for mao mao but nonetheless i hope you enjoy anon!! (He/Him) Pronouns will be found in the mini fic excerpt at the end of each section. There are Two (2) sections to this mess :)) and when i call it a mess, i mean it's a mess as this was all on a whIM-

First meeting and recognition of feelings

Badgerclops was undoubtedly the least unphased by your appearance, sure seeing a new species was still shocking but all in al you were just like the rest of the mammal, birds and reptilian civilians that adorned pure heart valley and the world they resided in

But unlike mao mao badgerclops was always looking for a reason to hang out with you, he didnt care if you were a villain or not he just knew he thought you were neat! He’d usually ask you to play videogames with him or watch Kendo Ken with him when he snuck out to slack off during the sheriffs training hours

In a way he reminded you of adorabat but more chill, he was obviously just as curious as the rest and was second in place for asking questions about your customs, heritage and even more risky questions like how do you reproduce, of course that was away from the innocent ears of his batty companion

Over time the more you hung out the closer you two got and eventually you were deemed an honorary member of the team, Mao mao allowed it on two conditions, one you were really close to BC and two your opposable thumbs were an asset to mao mao if any one ever stole his gloves

The day he realized his feelings for you, you two were doing your usual slacking off routine playing a new video game that had just been released which had been coincidentally released on your arrival date. You were just chilling and softly leaned in against the soft mass of chub and fur next to you, Badgerclops noticed this and couldnt help but flush and feel pride as he noticed how relaxed you were. The rest of the night was really just filled with the two of you cuddling and endlessly playing the game until mao mao had to force you two off and out for some fresh air Light beeps and boops came from the illuminated screen that cascaded over the floor and spilt onto the couch illuminating the figures of (y/n) and badgerclops. The once rowdy living space was now filled with a comfortable silence as (y/n) leaned into badgerclops with a relieved sigh leaving through his nose as a soft grin was plastered on his face. Badgerclops jumped slightly and turned his head to look at (y/n) cuddling up and into his furry belly, his face turned red but his shoulders relaxed and he leaned slightly into (y/n) as well.With both men content and comfortable they played through the night and well into dawn as well.

Admission of feelings and relationship habits

He liked to internally brag that he was more open about his feelings than Mao Mao however it was actually YOU who had first initiated the confession. You had gone to everyone you trusted with this information, king snuggle mane, Adorabat, hell you even went to Ol’ Blue to try and get ideas for how to tell him. However you wer usually told you were over thinking and to just tell him during doing something you both liked

SOOO you kicked mao mao and adorabat out of the house at 7pm on a saturday and set up a little table filled with so many snacks and candies that you both loved and called badgerclops into the living room

He was happily surprised and in no time the games began, The fun went on for hours into the night until you both ended up laying down next to each other, both of you were redder than tomatoes and your heart felt like it was going to explode

Bc was worried at first, which caused him to sit up with you in his lap and ask you a soft yet concerned “Dude whats wrong?” and thats when you blurted it all out, How much you loved him and his witty inputs to whatever mao mao had to say, his caring and sensitive personality, even his pudgy belly it was all spilt

You were nervous as you waited for rejection but was only met with the larger man picking you up for a loving embrace that nearly crushed your ribs, he was smiling like a dork when he stepped back slightly and fell back into the couch with you. Responding with a soft “I love you too dude!!”

But surprisingly not much changed into the relationship, that is not much in what you did for date nights or in off time :)

Badgerclops had picked up the nicknames handsome, honey and jellybean to add to his repertoire of dudes and bros

He also began to get more touchy, always having to be holding your hand if in public or cuddling you on the couch. Of course he would always ask especially in public if you werent the biggest fan of pda or touching in general

He found a sort of comfort and confidence in you that he never really knew he had until you two had gotten this close. Now he was the farthest thing from a romantic but he had his own ways of making you feel loved

Badgerclops and (y/n) were once again on the couch, the place they practically spent most of their time at, watching some new show (y/n) had been excited to start streaming. However it wasnt going as planned. (y/n) let out a ‘bleh’ sound as his tongue poked through his lips and he turned off the tv “Man and i was so excited for that show too, but of course they already hinted that it’s going to end with the stupid ‘it was all a dream ‘cop out!” badgerclops let out an amused huff as he furrowed his brows upwards and layed an arm over the back of the couch to bring his boyfriend closer to himself. “They cant all be winners Jellybean..” that only made the smaller male pout even more, badgerclops internally squealed, even when (y/n) was mad he couldn't help but think he was cute. “I know! The new dlc for Kend Ken vs the world just dropped! Why dont we go out on the town to pick it up and get some ice cream?” that caught (y/n)’s attention for sure as the smaller male whipped his head around faster then McQueen in cars. The human stumbled up nearly busting his ass on many occasions “LAST ONE TO THE PLAZA PAY’S” BC laughed following (y/n) shutting the door behind them as they left the house for the first time that day.

[tawneybel]

The Dragons of From Soft

Didn’t want to send this in PM, so here’s a list of all dragons in From Soft’s most recent-ish games.

Demon’s Souls: Blue Dragon, Red Dragon, Dragon God (technically a demon)

Dark Souls: The Gaping Dragon, Seath the Scaleless, Stone Dragon, Hellkite Drake, Zombie Dragon, Black Dragon Kalameet.

DS2: Guardian Dragon, Sinh the Slumbering Dragon.

DS3: Oceiros the Consumed King (technically), Ancient Wyvern, King of the Storm, Arch Dragon.

Sekiro, Shadows Die Twice: Divine Dragon

Elden Ring has a ton of dragons, most of whom are pallet swaps/copy pasted with different names, so I’ll just list the ones that stick out for me: Glintstone Dragon Adula, Magma Wyrm Makar, Dragon Lord Placidusax, Lich Dragon Fortissax, Elder Dragon Greyoll.

Tawney: 

Blue Dragon: Aw, I like his beak. I like avian dragons. ••>

Red Dragon: Google Images shows him with a mouthful of dudes. Just legs sticking out. He wouldn’t do that if they just enriched his environment.

Dragon God: *stares* My trousers seem to have been burned off. Oh nooo…

Gaping Dragon: Before googling him (her?), I was thinking, Someone’s going to be gaping after I’m throu- Then I saw a screenshot and, uh, no vagina-dentata for Tawney, thanks.

Seath & Kalameet 

Stone Dragon: If the Stone Dragon and the Hellkite Drake boinked, their offspring could be named Kite Moss.

Hellkite Drake: A good insult would be, “Oh, go sit on a Hellkite Drake.”

Zombie Dragon: I think that’s just a dino fossil.

Guardian Dragon: You may boop the snoot. Once.

Sinh: Sleeping cutie.

Oceiros: “Oceiros… sought to achieve great power through harnessing his royal blood. He… uncovered… notes on gaining immortality… Oceiros was driven insane by the Paledrake’s writings and chose to follow the path of the dragon, his devotion transforming him into a twisted abomination.” Yo, does he want to give Ocelotte a half-sibling? Or a clutch of them?

Ancient Wyvern: Perhaps he wouldn’t look so ancient if he just moisturized.

King of the Storm: Okay, this guy’s weak to lightning damage, so a cattle prod should work.

Archdragon: Dragon/knight polycule.

Divine Dragon: It’s a good thing he seems nocturnal, because otherwise imagine how much sunscreen you’d have to slather just on his back.

Adula: Blue crystals on the snout. 🤨 Nose candy…

Makar: “Becoming a Magma Wyrm is what happens to those who pursue the path of Dragon Communion and lose themselves to the dragons' influence.” GOOD. LOVE ME SOME DRACONIZATION.

Placidusax: Flacid sacks.

Fortissax: Forty sacks.

Greyoll: The grey ol’ wyrm ain’t what it used to be/Ain’t what it used to be~🎵

[lovethisletters]

Belly boops for the Side Characters! + Luke!

This is the second part to the Belly boop hc! You can find the first one here!

Something that I failed to mention is that I also do this whenever I seek reassurance bc I'm lacking confidence or something, so I included this here.

Keys: MC = your main character's name.

Summary: The Side Characters discover a peculiar trait of MC: belly boops.

Additional notes: MC is gender neutral!

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Diavolo

It happened in a RAD council meeting of all places...great.

Diavolo was in the middle of his speech when he suddenly snorted in laughter; startling everyone in the room who then directed their eyes at you.

...Or more specifically...your finger still poking Diavolo's belly.

Turns out that the prince of hell is very ticklish.

You froze, not knowing what to say or how to react to the murderous glance Lucifer directed at you while Diavolo was still laughing in the background.

When he finally managed to calm down, he was very curious about why you had done such random thing?

—MC, is this some kind of ritual from the human world? a tradition, perhaps?

You struggled to find the correct words to explain your weird habit.

Wich was a bit hard, given the fact that Lucifer never once let his "I'm going to hang you in cerberus room" kind of stare fall off.

When you did finally manage to explain Diavolo the meaning behind such weird occurrence.

He let out a warm laugh and gently booped your belly back.

—Thank you for telling me, MC. Please, ignore what Lucifer has to say! I'll be more than happy if this becomes something usual between the two of us!—He said close to your ear, loud enough for Lucifer to hear but quiet enough for it to resemble a whisper.

From that day onwards, expect unexpected Belly boops from the Demon prince!

Barbatos

Barbatos had invited you to the Market to buy some groceries when you first poked him.

At first he thought you were trying to get his attention, so he turned towards you and waited for you to say something.

But you only returned his glance, confused as to why he had suddenly stop walking just to look at you.

When none of you said anything, Barbatos carried on, thinking perhaps it was a mistake and he must have imagined it or something.

But then a few moments later...he felt it again...

He looked down just to see your finger poking the side of his stomach, confused he looked up at your face; only to find the most casual expression ever, like if you haven't even noticed what you where doing.

He was a bit weirded out...but ok, he'll just put a little distance between the two of you.

After that the belly boops became a frequent occurrence every time you'll see each other.

He'll be bringing you tea...boop!

He'll be opening the door for you and...boop!

You'll be saying goodbye to him and...boop!

He doesn't like it, but good ol' Barbatos is too polite to tell you.

So he just...ever so discreetly dodges the boop, takes a step back or softly puts your hand away.

Unlike the other times, you did noticed you where booping him; but as he didn't seem to be bothered by it, you just continued.

Is not until Barbatos starts to do this things that you notice he actually doesn't enjoy it.

You decided to talk to him, apologize and explain that you weren't doing such thing to mock him or anything; but that you were doing it out of feelings of trust and a sense of comfort around him and that was your way to express it.

He smiles sincerely at you.

—If that's the case then feel free to continue, MC; I'm glad to be someone you trust.

And by all means you did.

Barbatos now quickly grows fond of your belly boops, knowing that such simple gesture signifies the strength on your relationship.

Solomon

Perhaps the first time it happened was while he was tutoring you in casting spells.

He was concentrated in explaining you the correct wording when he felt a light pressure in his stomach...it was your finger.

—MC, What are you doing?—he asked tilting his head in confusion, his gaze never straying from your finger still in his stomach.

You quickly put your finger away and tried to act as if nothing had happened, but Solomon never stopped giving you this questioning and confused look.

So you quickly explain to him that this is something you do with people you feel comfortable with, sometimes to unconsciously seek for reassurance.

You watched as a small smirk creeped over his lips wich each and every word that came out of your mouth.

—Ahhh~ I see~

And with that you realize, you might have committed the biggest mistake of your life.

Every time you poke him, his smile spreads wider than the Cheshire cat and his eyes sparkle with a glint of mischief as he proceeds to tease you endlessly.

But sometimes, when he notices that you poked him in seek of comfort or because you where feeling anxious.

He'll lower down your hand and intertwine his fingers with yours, holding your hand as long as you need to, letting you know...

That he'll always be there for you.

Simeon

Simeon had offered to wait for you and walk you home since you had cleaning duties to do and the brothers where all in a council meeting.

And as the two of you arrived at the house of lamentation, you offered to prepare some tea to thank him for walking you home; which he kindly accepted.

As you two where talking about your experiences in the devildom and laughing at the funny shenanigans y'all went through.

You unconsciously...just...boop! in the middle of the conversation.

Simeon froze for a second and stared down at where your finger met his belly.

Embarrassed you pulled back and tried to explain yourself. When all of a sudden...

boop! He had booped you back.

Simeon was overjoyed when you booped him, because you see...he's a boop person too!

Tho he's more used to booping people's noses or cheeks, he's still glad that you did what you did.

No need to apologize or explain yourself to him, there's an unspoken understanding between boop people!

He knows that not all people like it, and can be a bit embarrassing to try and explain why you do such thing, belive me he has had to explain himself to Michael more than just a few times...

For a moment you two share a glint of happiness and mischief, not needing any words to understand what's about to happen.

BOOPING WAR!!!!!

He boops your stomach mercilessly but you don't hold back either!

When the brothers arrive they just stare at the two of you in pure confusion.

They're so weirded out by this: you two poking each other's bellys and laughing and behaving like toddlers.

Lucifer tries to break off whatever weird contest you two are having...oh boi

—Simeon, MC! Why are you engaging in such childish behavior?!? Have you no...

—boop!

Simeon had just booped the avatar of pride in the nose...with sound and all...

You couldn't help but laugh at Lucifer's bewildered expression, but you weren't the only one...the brothers also couldn't stop themselves from laughing their butts off.

May god have mercy on all of you because y'all grounded.

Completely worth it tho...

Overall, Simeon is happy to find someone who shares his same habit and will always be glad to start a booping war with you.

Luke

Luke is just too cute! You couldn't help yourself and booped his stomach the second you met him!

—Hey! Quit it! What do you think you're doing!?!?

The puppy angy >:c

He has enough with Simeon's booping and now he has to deal with you?!?!

Slaps your hand every time you try to boop him.

I think Luke's feelings towards you booping him can be summarized in this:

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If you find any grammatical errors let me know! I'm trying to improve my english and that would help me so so much!

I will forever thank you if you go check out my other profile: @aileysmirnov  where I post things about my OC: edits, one-shots, imagines, art, etc. If you like Greek mythology and the bat family maybe you would get to be as fond of her as much as I am!

Anyway, thank you for reading!

[superbattrash]

I hope I won't look like a stalker but I'll probably leave shitton of asks/comments/likes around your tumblr, please don't be scared, I'm just a human labrador, I'm big and graceless and sometimes I need to be booped in the nose if I'm too much.

So! I am curious - did you read "of all the people" by TheCourtSorcerer? It's starts a little bit like your WHON, with Sups and Bat on alien planet and there is also only one bed because duh. I'm curious how that story will end because you made stuck-on-an-alien-planet-together trope my second favourite trope (after identity porn).

About merman Bruce - did you read Katflap's fic? I really like their fics but I am a creature of fluff and this one has a lot of sad tags. From one hand that's solid 40 chapters of Merman!Bruce content, from the other - I just want them be all fine at the end.

Also I will be honored to join your crusade against offices. Just let me know if you need help ❤️

*cracks knuckles*

You will never look like a stalker until the day you tell me I'm out of milk and my local grocery store has a sale on that chocolate I really like, lol. Please (PLEASE) feel free to interact all you want, it just makes me super duper happy. I also like booping noses, so you're fine :D <3

I did not! But I just looked it up and it sounds really great. I'll have to look into this TheCourtSorcerer, their fics look awesome. I am myself a big ol' whore for the identity porn, my friend. Cannot live without it. @susiecarter's were my first fics back into the fandom and just .. *clenches fist* yes. Ahem, and awwwww, c'monnnn. You're too kind! I'm glad you like my writings, I do so enjoy sharing them :3 also please talk WHON with me, I just wanna know what people think, I'm so proud of it but I also hate it lol

I have noooot, oh my God, the shaaaame. Katflap is such an amazing writer, but I have yet to read the merbruce one. Not because I don't want to - but like you, I am a creature of soft and fluff. I don't do very well with angst and sad, lol. I am but a soft boiled potato owo

GRAB YOUR SWORDS, MEN, WE RIDE AT DAWN (thank you <3)

[rachi-roo]

YOU HAVE RO SHARE YOUR ASAHI HEADCANNONS WITH THE WORLD THEY GOT ME F’D UP

Ashfudjdnfksksnfia Queen PLZ! >////w////< As you wish!

Haikyuu: Asahi tickle Headcanons!

Asahi, the gentle giant from Karasunos volleyball team. How can someone so big be so soft? Here are a few examples of just how soft this big ball of mochi can be~

Lee:

Asahi is a Lee. 99% Lee. He just loves the physical contact, reminding him of the strong bond he and his friends have.

Honestly, when it comes to tickles this man is like a big ol' puppy who wants belly rubs, though he's far to shy to actually ask for them. So his friends make sure to ask him at least every other day if he wants some tickle time. His burning red cheeks are all the answer they need.

As Ducky here informed me, Asahis most sensetive areas are his tummy and sides.

Most of the time, he will try and be still for his ler, that's the best way to get the best tickles.

Raspberries are his favourite. The way he twitches and giggles in anticipation is just pure, untainted gold~

He always has to have something to hug, since he can't stand seeing what's going on. Make sure to give him a hoodie, bag, a big plushie, anything that he can squeeze the life out of whilst you give him what he deserves.

He doesn't mind rough or soft tickles. Anything that gives him that sensation will do.

He won't talk much during his wrecking, his face buried to deep in whatever he's hugging. However, if you did want to hear his laughter better, you'd have to get someone to pin his arms up. Tag-team that big boi.

When attacking these areas his laughter is big and hearty. A little snort here and there too~

Another spot he's sensetive is his ears. If you're not a giant then you'll have to wait until he's sat down or make sure you can jump high enough to sneak a little puff of air into his ear.

Ear tickles make him squeak, yes squeak. He will scronch his neck and shoulders up like a little turtle hiding from a predator.

A great way to tickle this spot is whilst he's napping. Just a little whisp of air or even a feather if you have one on you. His sleepy giggles are too pure for this world and those who've heard them are blessed and should feel honoured.

This man is so easily flustered. Just a nose boop is enough to have him giggling and blushing.

Lots of head shaking, lots of leg flailing but other than that, he's a very well behaved Lee. 100/10 highly recommend~ 🧡

Ler:

Although Asahi is a Lee, that doesn't mean he won't give his friends an affectionate tickle or two.

Big hands. Big huuuuuge hands. And what they do? They tickle. Really, really... Gently. Yes, despite his huge hands he's incredibly gentle.

Too gentle. It's cruel how nice he is whilst he's being the ler. He doesn't even realise he's teasing you when he talks.

'Having fun?'

'Haha, that smile is precious.'

'Well that was an interesting sound.'

Of course it depends on who he's tickling and why. If it's Noya because he's being a little shit his choice of words are more along the lines of-

'Done being an ass now, gremlin?'

'You need to learn your lesson.'

But even then, he's still so gentle. Probably because he's worried he'll hurt those small people.

He doesn't like to pin as such, but will definitely sit on the victims waist, just to keep them from fleeing.

His tickles are random, scittering and scribbling fingers. Usually just sticking to the victims torso.

Big boi is just such a softie. And I wouldn't want him any other way 😚

95% Lee - 5% Ler

[vintagedolan]

Omg a lil “hurry back” concept with earlyyyy days Indy and gray would be the cutest🥺 (p.s hi ily!!!)

hi ily more :) this is set around track 4 times, the good ole days

The unit was bustling, especially for 5pm on a Thursday, when there were usually less visitors. Indy’s hand brushed against Grayson’s as they walked through the doors and he hooked a pinky around hers - subtle enough to where the nurses wouldn’t see, but just enough to send butterflies fluttering for Indy. 

But when Indy looked, there were no nurses to see them. In fact, she didn’t see a single one. It made her nervous for a moment, and she shifted closer to Grayson as she scanned the rooms, worried that everyone was busy with an emergency.

She found the source of the distraction, and let out a sigh of relief. Every spare nurse was in Thomas’ room. Thomas himself was resting quietly in his bed, but they were all looking at his mom - in particular at the baby twin girls she was holding, one in each arm. 

“The twins!” Indy said quietly, and when she looked to Grayson he was pouting like he always did when he saw something cute. 

“They’re so tiny,” Gray mumbled, squeezing her hand just a bit. They locked eyes for a minute and she knew what he wanted. 

“I’m gonna go peak in Beks room, tell her we’ll be there in a second,” Indy grinned. He slipped his hand all the way into hers for just a moment so he could squeeze it.

“Hurry back,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to her temple before she let go, cheeks red and heart light as she disappeared down the hall.

As soon as she was out of earshot, it was like the room started to sing. One by one the nurses pagers went off, signaling them to other rooms for other patients with other needs. They all waved their goodbyes, both to Thomas and his mom before they headed out, leaving Grayson standing awkwardly in the doorway of a strangers room.

“Hey, sorry, I’m Grayson. I’m one of the buddies here, we were just seeing what all the fuss was about,” he explained. “Your girls are beautiful. I’m an identical twin myself.” 

“Oh really? That’s great! Well, this is Hannah,” she wiggled her left arm. “And Haley.” 

Before he could answer, Thomas coughed and whined. 

“Momma, I gotta pee,” he mumbled. His mother froze for a moment, eyes flickering between her girls and her son who obviously needed help. 

She asked before he could offer.

“Do you care? My husband went out and we didn’t think to bring the carseats in. It’ll just be a minute, I promise.”

He could have exploded with pride. “Of course, no I’d love to!”

It was a bit of a dance, with lots of shifting and head support and Grayson having to crouch down to meet her arms, but before he knew it he had two snoozing infants in his arms, mirror copies of each other. 

He stepped back into the doorway to give Thomas privacy just as Indy reappeared. 

“She’s asleep, and you have... babies?” She quirked her head at him, heart absolutely melting at the sight of him with two little bundles of pink in his strong arms. 

‘It’s hard being a twin, figured I’d help em’ out for a minute, give them some advice,” he teased, looking down at their tiny faces, the way their eyelashes rested on their cheeks. If he had a spare hand, he would have booped their little noses.

“You look good with babies, Dolan,” Indy said, and she meant it, her mind and hormones running away from her with reckless abandon as she thought of him with a different little blonde headed baby in his arms some day. 

[bobo-archive]

Since you're asking for nuts and dolts prompts, I will ask for nuts and dolts fluff that ignores everything about the finale lol.

...

Oh dear anon thank you I want pure fluff of them too so anyways here ice skating and hot chocolate because yes

Frozen In Time With You

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Winter months in Atlas always bring a slow to everything. Ruby decides to surprise her wife with an ice skating date to lighten up these cold times. (Future AU, Canon Divergence, Some V8 C14 Events Didn’t Happen)

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Ruby held her hands up to her mouth as she blew into them. It was the middle of winter, and after living in the newly rebuilt Atlas for almost 3 years she should be used to this cold. Yet the only thing keeping her hands from freezing as she walked was the warm air from her body as she puffed into the cold air.

 She was on her way to meet up with Penny, her wife. They’d been married for about a year by now, and she and Ruby always met at the corner of this street when Penny got off work at Atlas Academy. Ruby had extra plans today though. She was going to ask Penny about a date.

 Ice skating to be specific. Ruby dabbled in ice skating when she was little, but since then she hadn’t done much of it. She didn’t even own a pair of skates anymore, so maybe today she’d end up buying a pair.

 Approaching the corner she saw the familiar red hair of her wife as Penny smiled and waved to her.

 “Hello, Ruby!” Penny cheerfully greeted as Ruby walked up to hug her.

 “Hi Penny, how was your day?” Ruby asked as Penny gave her a peck on the cheek.

 “Boring, but not bad,” Penny said, “What about you?”

 “Also boring, but hey don’t worry it’s about to not be,” Ruby said, pulling out the tickets to the ice skating rink from her coat pocket.

 “Ice skating?” Penny tilted her head as she picked up the tickets and took a closer look at them.

 “Mhm! Figured it’d be fun,” Ruby said, taking the place of the tickets in her pockets and shoving her hands deep into the warmth.

 “Alright then, shall we go ahead and head there?” The redhead asked, peering up at the stop sign beside her.

 “Nah, I wanted to pick up something first, maybe hot chocolate?” Ruby suggested, peering across the street at the mostly empty restaurant.

 “Hot chocolate would be great, it’s rather cold today after all,” Penny took a moment to press the walk button on the sidewalk before the two headed to the other side of the street.

 “Anything interesting going on?” Ruby asked as they entered the restaurant.

“Not really, you know how things are…” Penny shrugged her shoulders.

 “Slow? As always?” Ruby said. Penny nodded as she peered up at the menu.

 “You want any special kind of hot chocolate mayhaps?” She said.

 “Nah, just plain ol’ cocoa is good with me,” Ruby said. When they reached the counter Penny ordered for them. Within a few minutes, Ruby’s cold hands were grasping the edges of a warm cup of cocoa. Just what she needed.

 “You wanna drink these on the way?” Ruby asked.

 “Sure,” Penny said. The two headed out of the place and made their way down the sidewalk, taking sips of their hot chocolate along the way. A turn there, another turn there, and a few minutes later they were at their destination. Ruby’s cup was partially full, but as they entered the arena Penny dropped her cup in a trashcan, never to be seen again by her hands or mouth.

 They approached the check-in desk and Penny handed the person behind the counter the tickets. Once they were cashed through they were given their armbands and skates. Size 8 for Ruby, Size 9 ½ for Penny.

 The couple took a seat at a bench and removed their shoes, sliding on the ice skates. Ruby stood first, almost tripping over her own feet at the sudden difference in height. She giggled a little as Penny stood up beside her.

 “That wasn’t as graceful as I wish it could’ve been,” Ruby said, taking a step back to bow to Penny, “M’lady, would you like to skate with me?”

 “That would be wonderful good sir,” Penny smiled. Ruby took her hand as they made their way to the edge of the ice, “How long has it been since you last skated?”

 “About 5 years?” Ruby asked, “How about you? Have you ever even skate before?”

 “Nope,” Penny admitted, “But hey if we fall we’ll go down to together.”

“Don’t remind me,” Ruby playfully rolled her eyes as she recalled her adventures in the other world that wasn’t Remnant. That happened a decade ago, and it was something she’d never forget.

 “Anyways, on the count of three?” Penny said.

 “Alright,” Ruby readied herself, “1…”

 “2…”

 “3!” They shouted in union as they both took a step onto the ice. They glided a moment before stopping. Ruby was the first to start up their speed, and Penny was cautious. She was a bit more glued to not moving and holding onto Ruby’s muscular arms rather than shuffling her feet.

 After a few minutes of skating Penny gradually began to pick up on how to exactly skate.

 “You know, I’m surprised the Winter Maiden of all people is scared of ice skating,” Ruby teased. Penny pouted a little at the comment but didn’t seem offended.

 “I’m not scared, I’ve just never done this before,” Penny pointed out.

 “You’re scared~” Ruby took her opposite hand that wasn’t holding onto Penny’s and booped her nose. Penny looked away, smiling as a red glow spread on her freckled cheeks. As they continued to skate they sometimes would be in sync with the music, taking the time to coordinate their strokes on the ice. After a while, and a few times off the rink later, they were spinning around every now and then.

 Penny ended up slipping while spinning at one point, and Ruby had to help her up. After that Penny held on tight to Ruby’s hand. Penny held assurance her wife wouldn’t let her fall. Ruby knew Penny was probably scared. Ruby moved a bit closer and stopped the two of them while they were towards the center of the rink.

 “What’s wrong?” Penny asked, concern rising in her voice.

 “Nothing, just appreciating this moment,” Ruby said, letting go of Penny’s hand to put it around her waist, “With how cold it is, might honestly be just about as frozen in my mind as my fingers are.”

 With laughter erupting from Penny, Ruby took the moment to quickly kiss Penny on the cheek.

 “Oh you,” Penny’s laughs calmed down as she wiped a few tears from her eyes. Ruby smiled as she let go of Penny’s waist and took her hand once more. With a single push, their feet glided across the ice once more, the cold air brushing against their faces.

 Truly, a moment frozen in time.

[eratobard]

Saved by the Bell: Chapter 7

Fandom: The Witcher

Pairing: Geraskier, Geralt x Jaskier

Rating: G

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6

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They headed back to Jaskier’s room while his parents prepared dinner. Geralt frowned as he held his stomach. It was still hurting. He laid on the bed next to Jaskier. He tried to muffle a whine as he rolled onto his back. 

Jaskier looked up from his homework, “Geralt? Are you okay?”

Geralt exhaled slowly and shook his head, “I’m fine.”

Jaskier scooted closer, and hovered above him. Geralt’s heart beat rapidly. Jaskier’s bangs dangled away from his face as he leaned over Geralt. His blue eyes examined Geralt’s face closely, a mere inches away, “You look… like you are in pain. Do you need medicine?”

Geralt averted his gaze, “I… my stomach hurts a bit. It sometimes does when I am in an unfamiliar place or situation…”

Jaskier tilted his head, his lower lip pouted in concern. He placed his hand on Geralt’s stomach, “Is there something I can do?”

Geralt shrugged his shoulders, “It um... usually gets better when I’m at home… where I can relax.”

Jaskier hummed and traced his fingers over Geralt’s arm, “I think I can help with that.”

Geralt’s face grew warm, “What do you mean--” He was cut off by Jaskier wrapping a blanket around him, and putting a pillow under his head.

Jaskier grinned as he bounced off the bed and skipped over to his instruments in the corner of the room. He grabbed what looked like a small guitar and plopped onto the bed next to Geralt. “I’ll sing your anxiety away.”

Geralt chuckled, “And how do you propose you will do that?”

Jaskier whispered conspiratorially, “By singing, ‘Old McDoodle’.”

Geralt quirked an eyebrow, “Old McDonald?”

“No, no,” Jaskier shook his head, “‘Old McDoodle’.”

“I’m pretty sure it’s Old McDonald,” Geralt smirked.

Jaskier waved him off, “I would know Geralt. I wrote the song.”

Geralt scoffed, “You wrote Old McDonald?”

Jaskier sighed and shook his head, “No. I wrote ‘Old McDoodle’. Now please Geralt. Don’t interrupt.” He stared at him pointedly, his face serious, but he couldn’t stay serious for long and eventually broke out into a smile as he strummed the first chord.

“Old McDoodle had a farm. Eyo Eyo Why?”

Jaskier looked up from strumming, “I don’t know Geralt. Why does anyone have a farm? That’s not the point.” He continued singing.

“And on that farm he had a…?”

He looked up expectantly, waiting for Geralt to answer.

Geralt shrugged his shoulders, “Um… Cow?”

Jaskier sighed and rolled his eyes, “I said don’t interrupt. Yes. He had a cow. Eyo eyo, why?” He winked and Geralt couldn’t help but giggle. Geralt watched Jaskier’s hands as his fingers expertly plucked at the strings.

“With a--” Jaskier placed his palm against his lips and produced a loud fart noise. Geralt’s eyes widened in surprise as Jaskier continued to sing the verse. Inserting fart noises where Geralt would have expected a ‘moo’.

“Here a- fart noise- there a -fart noise-. Every where a -fart noise-. Having farms is a stinky affair,” Jaskier sighed, shaking his head sadly. “Old McDoodle had a farm, and who the hell knows why!”

Jaskier smiled setting aside his ukulele, “And that’s the song.”

Geralt raised an eyebrow, “He only had the one farm animal then?”

Jaskier nodded, “Ol Jacqueline. Named after his one true love. Lost her in a dairy fire. So he bought a cow and named it after her.” He looked down solemnly.

Geralt snorted, “So, you know why he has a farm.”

Jaskier stared at him incredulously, “Of course Geralt. I wrote the song.”

Geralt chuckled, “Ah, of course.”

Jaskier rested his hand under his chin and stared at Geralt expectantly.

Geralt blushed, “...what is it?”

Jaskier huffed, “Aren’t you going to ask what a dairy fire is?”

“Right,” Geralt smirked, “I was wondering.”

Jaskier continued to stare at him expectantly.

“...what’s a dairy fire?” Geralt asked.

Jaskier beamed, “I’m glad you asked. She ate too much dairy and farted herself to death. Thus why Ol Jacqueline is perfect.”

Geralt laughed at the ridiculousness of the story. He wouldn’t have thought a story like that would have made him laugh so hard. Maybe it was because it was Jaskier telling it. His stomach did feel better. He definitely felt more relaxed. 

A loud fart ripped near the two of them. Geralt blushed as his eyes widened in embarrassment. He had felt a little too relaxed.

Jaskier smirked and patted his arm, “Better out than in. I bet your stomach feels a lot better now.” 

Geralt covered his face in embarrassment, “Yeah… but… I farted in your bed.”

Jaskier laughed and laid across Geralt’s stomach, “I fart in my bed all the time. I don’t mind if you do.”

Geralt peaked out from under his hands, “That’s different. No one wants to smell someone else’s farts.”

Jaskier arched an eyebrow, “Wanna bet?” He lifted up the blanket he had laid over Geralt and covered his head as he trapped himself under the blanket with the fart.

Geralt shrieked in horror as he tried to pull the blanket off him, “Jaskier! Don’t! It probably smells really bad!”

Jaskier sniffed loudly, “Smells great!” Geralt continued to try and wrestle Jaskier out from under the blanket when Mr. Pankratz knocked on the door frame.

Geralt froze, his heart stopping in his chest, “Mr. Pankratz…”

Jaskier stilled then quickly pulled the blanket off his head, “Dad! It’s not what it looks like.”

Mr. Pankratz’s face was mostly serious, but a small smirk formed at the corner of his lips, “Dinner’s ready. Be sure to wash up.”

Jaskier huffed a sigh as his father left. He grumbled, “I wish he didn’t trust me so much.”

Geralt stared at Jaskier in shock, “Why?”

Jaskier shrugged, “I don’t know. More entertaining?”

“Well… he does make you leave the bedroom door open,” Geralt offered.

“That’s true, but…” He leaned in closer, a smirk on his lips, “we could also give him something to worry about.”

Geralt blushed, swallowing the lump in his throat, “...like… what?”

Jaskier opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted.

“I don’t hear you washing your hands,” Mr. Pankratz shouted from the other room.

“Let them alone dear, it’s not like one of them will get pregnant,” Mrs. Pankratz cooed.

There was a grunt and some muffled arguing between the two as Jaskier hopped off the bed. Jaskier smirked and motioned for Geralt to follow, “Come on, let’s go eat.”

Geralt wondered how red his face was as he followed Jaskier out of the room.

~~~

They all sat at the dining room table. Geralt didn’t realize how hungry he was until the delicious scent of the meal wafted in front of his nose. 

Jaskier grinned as he leaned over and whispered to him, “Smells good. Not as good as your farts though.” He winked.

Geralt groaned at Jaskier’s terrible joke and shook his head, “You need to get your olfactory system checked.”

Jaskier raised his eyebrows, “My what system?”

“Your nose,” Geralt chuckled.

Jaskier hummed and piled mashed potatoes on his and Geralt’s respective plates. “Maybe you could check it for me later. We could play doctor. It starts in the mouth, right?”

Geralt’s face must have been beet red, because his dad decided to intervene on his behalf.

“Jaskier, it’s rude to whisper at the dinner table. Why don’t you tell your mother how school was today.”

Jaskier frowned as he grabbed another dish and loaded their plates with it. “It was fine. Nothing to write home about.”

“In a way, that’s what I’m asking you to do anyway. I heard from Principal De Vries that you were disrespectful to the secretary?” Mr. Pankratz raised an eyebrow.

“She was disrespectful first! She was completely rude to Geralt, treating him like some kind of criminal.”

Geralt moved his mashed potatoes around his plate nervously. He wondered if this would be the last straw and they would pull him out of school. He should say something to defend him. “It’s- it’s not his fault sir,” Geralt tried to look at Jaskier’s father, but couldn’t manage it. He continued anyway, “I um, am not very good with words… and… well… Jaskier was only sticking up for me… please don’t take him out of school.”

Mrs. Pankratz frowned as she gently smacked her husband on the arm, “Look what you did. You scared the poor boy with your grumbly glare. He thinks you're mad at Julian.”

Mr. Pankratz frowned, “I’m not--.” He sighed and softened his features as he turned to Geralt. “I’m not going to take him out of school. Where did you get that idea?”

After a moment the three of them all turned toward Jaskier. Jaskier’s gaze shifted away as he grabbed the mashed potatoes again, “Um… more potatoes Geralt?”

Geralt didn’t protest as more was stacked on top of the already high mound on his plate.

Mr. Pankratz sighed, “Jaskier, we talked about over embellishing your stories.”

Jaskier pouted, “I know… I’m sorry.” He turned to Geralt and grabbed his hand, holding it between his, “I didn’t realize you would take my over exaggeration seriously. I’m sorry. Will you forgive me?”

Geralt blushed and nodded his head. Gazing into those perfect blue eyes, he wasn’t sure how he couldn’t. 

Jaskier beamed, “Wonderful! Problem solved.”

“Not exactly.”

Jaskier grimaced. He was hoping they had forgotten.

“It seems like you know how to apologize. So first thing tomorrow morning you can apologize to the school secretary.”

Jaskier groaned and laid his head dramatically on Geralt’s shoulder, “But dad… she was so mean to Geralt.”

“Someone else’s rude behavior does not constitute rude behaviour back. I’m not her parent, but I am yours. So I expect you to do the right thing.”

Mrs. Pankratz smiled reassuringly, “I know it’s hard honey, but it’s our duty as your parents to instill in you good values. When you’re an adult you can choose to leave them at the door and be as rude to as many assholes as you like.”

Mr. Pankratz growled, “Lilia…”

She smiled and booped him on the nose, “Yes Alfred dear?”

He sighed and shook his head, “Nevermind… let’s eat.”

Geralt tried to hide his smirk as he watched the dynamic of Jaskier’s family. It seemed Mr. Pankratz had his hands full, but luckily he didn’t seem to mind.

~~~

After dinner, Jaskier and Geralt helped clean off the table. His father informed them he would be driving Geralt home.

Mrs. Pankratz pouted, “I was going to take our guest home. I wanted to know all about him and Julian.”

“Which is why I’m doing it. To spare our guest your numerous questions,” Mr. Pankratz grinned and planted a kiss on her forehead.

She gasped in protest, “Traitor! You should want to know! For our son’s well-being! He could die single and alone!”

“Nothing wrong with being single, but I don’t think we have to worry about him dying alone.” He turned to Geralt and Jaskier, “Thank you boys for your help. Go pack up your things so we can head on out. Don’t want to keep your mother waiting.”

Jaskier nodded and pulled Geralt along back to his bedroom. He bounced onto his bed as he watched Geralt pack up his school supplies. “Your mom always work this late?”

Geralt nodded, zipping up his backpack, “Usually. She works the night shift.”

Jaskier rolled onto his stomach and kicked his legs back and forth, “Maybe we could have a sleep over sometime? Watch movies, and stay up late.”

Geralt smiled, “...that would be fun.”

“Great!” Jaskier jumped up, “I’ll tell my dad to ask your mom and they can set up a time.” He grabbed Geralt’s hand and dragged him back out to the living room.

“Got everything?” Jaskier’s dad asked.

Jaskier nodded, interlacing his fingers with Geralt’s, “Yup!”

Geralt stared at his feet, his cheeks feeling warm. He gently squeezed Jaskier’s hand back.

Mrs. Pankratz was sitting on the couch brooding, “Have a safe trip…”

Mr. Pankratz kissed her on the head as he walked by, “See you when we get back.”

She glared at him, “Not if I see you first!” He arched an eyebrow at her.

Jaskier rolled his eyes, “Bye mom, see you in a bit.”

They piled into the car. Jaskier let go of Geralt’s hand as they crawled in, but immediately grabbed it again when they had buckled up and settled. 

“Hey dad, Geralt had the great idea that we should have a sleep over the next time his mom works late,” Jaskier beamed.

“Did he now?” Mr. Pankratz glanced back at them using the rear view mirror. “I’ll talk to his mother and see what she says.”

Geralt fidgeted nervously under his gaze. He wondered if he should come clean and say it was Jaskier’s idea, but considering their dynamic his father probably already knew.

Jaskier gazed at their entwined fingers, caressing Geralt’s finger tips with his free hand, “Your finger nails are so beautiful.”

“They’re just finger nails…” Geralt mumbled.

Jaskier shook his head adamantly, his brunette locks swaying with the force, “Not just any. They’re yours, and everything about you is gorgeous.” He smiled and rested his head on his shoulder.

Geralt’s heart pounded in his chest. He didn’t know what to say, how to react. Jaskier didn’t seem to mind, so he sat quietly until they reached his house.

Geralt’s mom waved at them as they pulled up. She smiled at Geralt as he walked up and hugged her.

“Have a good time?” 

He nodded as she smoothed down his long white hair.

“I’m glad.”

Jaskier leaned out the window as he waved goodbye, “See you tomorrow at school!”

Geralt waved back as they pulled out of the driveway. He couldn’t wait.

~~~

A/N: Sorry for the long delay. I didn’t mean for this update to take as long as it did, but such is life. Let me know if you want me to remove or add you to the tag list! If your name isn’t underlined it’s because something in your settings is preventing me from tagging you. So if you want to be notified by tumblr check your settings. :)

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