#buba rambles

[bubacorn]

✨2024 fic overview✨ (this is mostly for myself and is just me rambling about my writing this year)

okay, so i hesitated making this post. i decided i would, then that i wouldn't. i was convinced i wouldn't because there's no point, really. but here i am because acknowledging accomplishments is something i feel like i should do. this year has been- something, for sure. it's been bad and difficult for the most part and obviously all that won't be over after midnight but i figured i could use some 'celebration', even while i'm struggling

i managed a word count of 172,325 this year which both feels like a lot and very little. i posted 34 works. among them are the longest ones i've written yet, ones that came very easily, ones that mean a lot. i had a lot of fun writing this year but at the same time, it hurt a lot, too, which sounds silly but it really did. i'm not entirely sure how i ended up here but i'm grateful that i did. there's a lot that i can't reread without cringing, a lot that i would rewrite if i had the energy and time but they all mark a moment where i was at that point in time and i think that's okay, in a way

so, as a sort of tradition (can it be a tradition if it's only the second year i do this and i almost didn't?), some of my favorites from this year:

Waiting for the One (The Day That Never Comes)

i really loved the style of this one when i wrote the first chapter, and wasn't planning on expanding upon it but then i spoke it out loud and my brain was like '👀 what if-?' and then it was a lost cause and i suddenly had a few thousands words extra. i still like the style, i think, and some of the choices about the story

Show Me Love

this is one of those that i cringe at, although i hold a lot of love for the whole series and was (am?) thinking about reworking it sometime. i know it meant a lot when i was conceptualizing and writing it, it houses a lot of pain, even though it came out mostly fluffy in the end. i suppose it helped cement me in relation to fluff, and soup as the genesis of everything (/j /lh)

Burn to Get You Out of Me

oh, this one. the concept is painful but i might also cringe at it a bit, i'm not sure why. i think i still like it a lot, it just feels clumsy for some reason. maybe because it feels like long ago, i can't pinpoint it. the feels are something for sure, though

To Safety

this one has a doc with bits and pieces and ideas to expand it into a series, i'm not sure if i'll actually get around to it or not. i know i liked writing it but i have mixed feelings about it now. i also didn't plan on writing more chapters after the first but it still happened. based on 'popularity', i suspect people like it because it's soft and has a certain vulnerability. it's also kind of special to me because it led to me receiving an ask i still remember being very :)) about we'll see what happens with that wip next year

Show Me That Your Arms Can Hold Me

i remember this one. this started as ~1k words written in bed on my phone because i was feeling particularly sad and the words just flowed. i can't recall which part i wrote then, i know it grew quite a lot (i expected it to be a max. 2k oneshot). i still like it but i'm surprised that there was a 'fan favorite' sentence in it, although i have to say, i do like it, too, it's a nice sentence ("Vessel let himself be eased from the tense position he instinctively assumed, knees slipping away from his chest, torso turning towards II’s like his heart was the head of a sunflower seeking the Sun."). i also feel like the style and the metaphors/imagery i used are kinda nice, too, which makes me happy because fairly early on, i knew i wanted to gift it, so i'm glad it 'holds up'

I Will Be Here When You're Ready to Wake Up

oof. this one. i loved it and i kinda don't like it anymore. i know. i fought with it, i planned so much for it, i struggled and i did enjoy it. i didn't expect it to be this long, either. i guess lessons learnt? i don't hate it but it also makes me cringe a bit because i know at one point, i was annoyed, like 'how many sentences can i possibly write that go 'he [did] [something]. [name] [did] [something]'?' and it felt like the answer was 'all of them'. you know what? i do kinda like it. it has details that i like (love?) and it's not half bad. remind me to remember this when i next catch myself hating it (/lh). i also hold it close to my heart because it's the first time my fic inspired art and it's gorgeous

For a While, You and I

this one was so much fun. the idea and the imagery. listening to the songs on loop. loving Vessel for his thing for niche details in his covers that actually carry meaning (or not) but they're still fun. yeah, i like it a lot. i meant to write it with no hope left for them to ever meet because to me, that feels more realistic. stardust doesn't care about love and by that point, does it really matter? really "And they say that nothing is forever // Then what makes love the exception?". i guess it's romantic and comforting to think they might meet and that their particles will collide and fuse for eternity. i think i wanted it to be more like 'if i have to live without you, i'd rather choose not living without you because then we both just don't exist and then we can't be together but we're not apart either'. it's humanly tragic if they're just gone because that's how things go. it's horrifying but it's life. yeah, anyway

Something to Confide In

i didn't plan on writing this. i know that the grocery store conversation was written fairly early on, and some of the later pieces of dialogue. then i was very busy and stressed and sat on the train, and was suddenly at 11k. i finished it all before posting because it was an already anxiety-filled and overwhelming period, so i just put it in my drafts and posted it quickly because i was excited about it. then, i think, after like the first chapter out, i started to dislike it. that's just how things go sometimes. i have a continuation in the works for this, we'll see what happens to it

i have really complicated feelings about my writing and am in a bit of a slump (in general, too, but it extends to creating because of course, it does) but i'm still amazed at how i ended up here in the first place. it feels like i didn't write 'enough' this year and i have my insecurities and little (well. not so little) annoyances. i'm grateful to everyone who reads my works, leaves kudos and comments or shares them when i post their links here. thank you, i appreciate you a lot, you and your feedback help keep me going

at the same time, i have to say that i do often go 'maybe i should just stop', probably more often than it comes across from my words and frequency of posting, which is, oh, well. i'm still going. writing kind of happens at this point, i can't exactly stop my brain from doing it and i do enjoy it, it means a lot, it's an outlet. it is also a weird source of validation but i try not to let that get to me when i can (and fail at it quite often). i've rambled so much, i think i should wrap it up. thank you, i'm still here, this year happened and the next one will, too. take care of yourselves, if you can 💜

[mooninagust]

ray is so lonely he’s literally paying a dude to drink with him… and if i cry

[ynwa4eva]

Fuck my stupid buba life....

[hunterwritesstuff]

Tell us more about ck in ur au plz

*Cracks knuckles* you've awoken the autism. prepare for the beam. under cut because good lord do I ramble about this guy, and this is just what comes to my mind RIGHT NOW.

(divider by @strangergraphics)

❄️ So uh. he's a guy. a fella if you will.

❄️ Married. He loves his wife with all his heart, even if he can't show it in the usual way.

❄️ He's always been a kind and just ruler, and has been helping Blackrock recover from his father's influence ever since he gained power in the throne.

❄️ Before the Ice Dagger, he was very like. almost akin to Asgore with his people if that makes sense? Like? He knows his people by their names, stuff like that!

❄️ He babysat Griefer and was good friends with Mayor Thaniyel. Source? *Undertale run sfx*

❄️ He vaguely knows Shedletsky, mostly through him swinging by every so often for..."important business"...whatever that meant.

❄️ Russian. Trust me bro.

❄️ His actual name is Alexei Romanov!

❄️ He's very quiet. Sometimes people will forget he's even in the room. Not because they don't see him, no no, it's because he just sorta. sits in silence???

❄️ He was taken care of by Kitchen Wizard for most of his life growing up. Kitchen Wizard took this as "I will have this whole-ass baby-child in the kitchen with me and complain about how Ivan(his father) never gave me ANY form of assistant at ALL!! Can you believe that?!?" "baba!" "Ah yes, wise words, young prince." "Pebut buba..." "Much too young for that, I'm afraid."

❄️ His cape is rumored to just. be his baby blanket sized up? Like, it's rumored he got so attached to it that he just never wanted to get rid of it? That's HIS? Leave him ALONE?

❄️ Banished Knight is his son. His son's name is Boris, I think.

❄️ Keep babies away from him he'll get baby fever so bad he'll actually sob and it'll be very awkward for everybody

❄️ Father was Russian, mother was Norwegian. It just feels right, yk?

❄️ This is playing into a personal HC, but I feel the voice in his head took on the voice of his father, promising that he'd be proud of him if he grabbed the Ice Dagger.

❄️ "Come now, Alexei. Don't you want to make me proud for once?"

❄️ At first it didn't move him. He'd heard how dangerous that thing was. He'd heard the tales of adventurers going mad while searching for it.

❄️ ...but what if he was different? what if he could manage it? what if he could finally be the one to wield it and control it?

❄️ he would be a hero.

❄️ then whispers of his kingdom's fate started to plague his mind.

❄️ and that's what got to him. he loved his people more than anything, his kingdom more than anything. he saved it from ruin, he didn't want his work to be all for nothing.

❄️ so he assembled a search party.

❄️ then he found it. it was everything he heard it was and more.

❄️ a gloriously carved dagger from an ancient glacier, with a crystal in the hilt, and an aura of magic surrounding it. it felt magical.

❄️ as the voices grew louder, he drew closer, and closer, and closer, until...

❄️ a flash of blue light flooded the room as he grabbed the hilt. he was practically the only survivor. well...not exactly.

❄️ the rest of his search party survived, they were just...frozen. they could observe the outside world, but couldn't move. frozen in chunks of ice, merely...observing.

❄️ meanwhile, Cruel King was frostburned almost all across his body, leaving only a small chunk of his flesh on the left side untouched, and his left eye frozen into a mere ice cube.

❄️ the fallout was devastating. the normally cheery town was quickly swept up in a deadly snowstorm, trapping the people who were in their homes inside, and freezing those who were unfortunate enough to be outside during the storm.

❄️ Blackrock dubbed this event "The great freeze".

❄️ After this, Cruel King was even more reclusive and quiet, feeling as if his people's suffering was his fault.

❄️ Technically it was, but he just wanted to do what would protect his beloved people! H-He didn't have any malicious intent! H-He swears!!

❄️ Then his defensiveness over his kingdom and people starts to grow, and fester into something more. Paranoia. Fear of outsiders. Fear of his kingdom getting destroyed even more.

❄️ Come time of Chapter 1, he increases security around the castle, using his newfound abilities to bring the statues around Blackrock Castle to life.

❄️ Whenever the heroes step onto the castle grounds, Cruel King can immediately tell the air has changed. That one of them is more than meets the eye. He tells his guards to be careful, but still defend with their lives.

❄️ When the heroes arrive in the throne room, unlike in-game, Cruel King freezes over the door out and windows. It was no longer a throne room. it was now a tomb.

❄️ The fight is long and grueling(more akin to Hatred in difficulty), but eventually, Cruel King is defeated, the Ice Dagger knocked from his hands for the first time in ages, finally rewarded with one last thing. Clarity.

❄️ He mumbles some ramblings about how he "just wanted to save my people", and how "the voices have returned...I failed him once again...I feel cold..."

❄️ and finally drops dead, cold on the floor.

❄️ Then he awakens in Nirvana. How long has he been out? Was he dead? Alive? Undead? He didn't understand.

❄️ But then his attention shifts to a more important topic.

❄️ the voices are gone. he was free.

❄️ thinking back on his final moments, he was furious with the heroes. how dare they take him away from his people, from his kingdom? how dare they strip the life he'd worked so hard for away from him?

❄️ but here he feels oddly...at peace. like all weight has been lifted from his shoulders.

❄️ Then he starts wondering what his kingdom is doing. how Kitchen Wizard is doing.

❄️ Then he hears the spawnpoint activate. He turns to the direction the sound came from, finding the party of heroes approaching.

❄️ They spar for a while, the king's anger slowly petering out as he sees their strength at its peak. yes...they could protect his kingdom. keep it afloat.

❄️ Eventually, he yields. And he gives them a card as gratitude for the sparring matches. They could call on him whenever they needed to.

❄️ extra headcanons time, WOOO-

❄️ Woe, inflicts lactose intolerance upon yon king.

❄️ He paid Kitchen Wizard visits as often as he could, he likes him :)

❄️ He dad sneezes so loud it just sometimes. echoes. it scares some of the knights sometimes.

❄️ He's always had ice magic, the Ice Dagger just amplified it to the UNHEALTHY EXTREME.

❄️ He sticks his tongue out whenever he focuses.

❄️ Shorp teefies. he could bite hard enough to make anyone bleed if threatened.

❄️ Speaking of bite, uh. he can like. have an IRON GRIP??? WITH HIS JAW??? SOMEHOW???

❄️ his favorite meal is a bowl of fully loaded baked potato soup from Kitchen Wizard :3

❄️ he WILL mope in his bathtub if needed, DO NOT INTERRUPT HIM!!!

❄️ The Snorey Bears around the area? He helped raise those mofuckers. They're fat because of HIM.

❄️ Someone tried to set up mouse traps around the castle once when CK was younger. CK sobbed deeply. They just want CHEESE!!! Said person was fired immediately.

❄️ Somehow always smells of peppermint...

❄️ Chunker. Kitchen Wizard made sure he was well fed when he was younger and CK kept those eating habits up into adulthood.

❄️ His ass could NOT survive Turitopolis' climate.

❄️ He never really got any portraits painted of himself, as he wanted to try to not become overly vain.

❄️ He sucks at showing emotion. Like, dude is terrible at it.

❄️ Usually speaks in a monotone voice, but if he yells, you better get running.

[caregivingchrysalises]

starlight? are you still awake? oh darling hi my little moon, thank you for welcoming me home angel, i’m happy to be back precious. you’re so sleepy honey, i appreciate you spending time waiting up for me but it’s important to get the proper rest sprout, growing blossoms like yourself need all of their energy baby~ i’m going to slip into something softer and then i think it’s time for us to fly to dreamland together sweetheart. i know going to bed can be scary love, but i promise i’ll protect you from all the scariness and shadows starlight. can buba pick you up love, i’ll give a count down okay? 3,,2,, up we go! there’s my little noble hi my love, alright did we have any stuffies waiting with you? we can’t leave them behind now can we! that’s right love they are part of our royal family, such a kind little leaf you are~ alright then, stuffies and starlight accounted for i do believe it’s time to get some rest don’t you dove? my it seems my royal rambles have flown you right off into dreamland, goodnight my little moon, your buba loves you in every galaxy angel~ rest well for me.

[babey-lewis]

buba lew, sends hugs, is feeling very very cuddly an eepy so sends more huggys than ready sents sorry. stuffies also sen hugs. are so cozys mama phellia cuddles right now and very nice. shes a froggie. hopes day go good an staring feels better. sorry rambling.

-🧵

Big hugs for my precious baby /p some nice eepy hugs to help you drift off to nini land <3

[kayens-corner]

Mm very stresy atm but I gotta blankie friend an my paci So is all gonna be okie dokie

Sleepy time now

[tomdiddlyumptious]

P.P| One Last Time... Please

Summary: you and peter, really, really, love Minecraft

Warnings: none? Cuteness and mostly sadness?

A/n: it hits different with the tapes of c418, Sweden. Or even stuff we did... this ones for my gamers. Love you babe.

you and peter go way back, from diapers. At eight playing minecraft and staying up till 7 in the morning and falling asleep on the floor, making May giggle but frightened about how you both left the pizza rolls in the oven. It was happy and cheerful.

but you distanced.

you became more popular and peter was slipping away finger by finger. Soon it was to late to hold on. He met ned and you met liz, the golden girls you both are, peter thought about you a lot, and you did too. But whenever you were online he wasnt and vice versa. It wasnt any of your faults, you just found makeup more satisfying then science.

you could only wish the best for each other and give a pat on the back for making it this far, you both loved each other after all, not like that. It was sad to let go but it was reality, and theres no faking that.

you let go of the xbox and threw it out, you kept the one and only game forever though, unlocking memories and making you miss peter, a lot. To much. You instantly bought a ps4 and set everything up, becoming online and playing minecraft for a while, only to get bored and sad at the entrance.

the potions you sipped and make an ice trail, called it roller skating. It just all fell back to peter, the only and only peter. The one whod kiss your bandaids and chase you around the apartment until the food was ready or you had athsma attack, which peter would also kiss away, but hed kiss your heart most importantly.

"youll never catch me! Haha!" Your eight year old self giggled as peters hands were out, chasing you and wanting to wrap his hands around your waist.

"your no gingerbread man! Get over here!" He said as he ran faster. You breath suddenly quickened as you started to slow down and fall on your knees, your breath rigged as you held your heart, peters eyebrows furrowed as he watched your body fall.

he slowed down when he walked up to you on your knees "hey, are you okay?" He asked and he got on his knees before you, you looked at him as your heartbeat was still fast. He bit his lip and put his hand on top of yours, holding it.

"May, im scared... i dont think y/ns alright!" He screamed as he watched your body, you knees got weak as your legs made a 'w' peter still not letting your hand go.

May quickly made her way over and looked at your body, her phone falling as she ran to you and gently removed peters hand, picking you up bridal style "open the door for me hun, we need to go too the doctors" peter nodded and ran to open the foor swiftly, grabbing the keys from the bowl and unlocking the car as may was already walking down the stairs as fast as she can.

the ride was quick and had peter rambling "is she alright? Her heartbeat us fast, MAY ANSWER, is she gonna die? Oh no please y/n dont die please, i need you, what about minecraft? Please?" He asked, unbuckling the seatbelt and making his way over to your still hot body and soothing your cheek with his thumb.

you sat in the hospital bed all checked up, smiling as may brought you boba that peter ordered for you.

"your safe now, y/n. They told me your heart is like heavy or something, i pay attention dont worry. Let me make you feel better please" he whispered to you, his short body trying to climb up the bed, he pulled down your dress a bit to get to you top of your chest, just below your collarbone, to press a soft kiss.

"that should make it feel better"

and it did. So when you played COD online you came across 'peteyspakistan' and your eyebrows furrowd in confusion as he invited you to a party, currently 12:00 at night, you answered of course.

"hey, y/n"

you put your mic on mute to gasp and get up from the end of your bed to jump on it, soon reminding yourself to say hi back.

"hi, petey"

"thats funny, your still the only one who calls me that"

"shouldnt i be the only one?"

peters heart warmed as the memories flooded his mind, he bit his lip as he soon closed his recent game to play minecraft, soon inviting you.

"hows your heart, buba" he called you it because your obsession with boba.

"i dont know wanna kiss it again?" You reply as you enter his game, the classic “wonders of the y/n and peter saga”

You both lived in a separate but same house, just connected, you lived in a desert to replicate star wars just a bit, robbed villagers, ran away from baby zombies who sat on chickens, went swimming a whole lot. You and peter were against the world.

“Hey, you arent no gingerbread man” his voice a bit raspy as he chuckled to himself.

“Oh be quiet” you said as you walked in your house, the classic quartz and white block floor with the pretty pink wool walls, a dog named “bobo” and a flag of pink, purple, and blue. Which you didnt know was gonna pop back into your life with actual meaning.

You and peter breaded your dogs a few times, his dogs name was “spike” he wanted cats at first but they were to hard to get.

“Hey wanna make a little change to the house?” He asks, you reply with a yes as he breaks his bed and comes to you, placing the old style red one next to the other red one, his steve crouching at your alex repeatedly as he jumps and lands into bed.

You laugh and lay right next to him.

“That was totally worth losing your checkpoint” you joke and peter gets it, laughing.

“Hey wanna come over and burn some pizza rolls?”

“Of course, peter. Can you warm my heart too?”

“Id love too”

[mooninagust]

hi, hello

i’m a bit overwhelmed by things these days so i might be less active and not be able to keep up with everything. i’ll make it all up and post new sets once i feel better, i promise.

have a good day dearests and enjoy the shows 🌛

[mooninagust]

if you see me change my theme 283384 times just look away

[caregivingchrysalises]

hii would it be ok to ask for some comfort and help regarding food? i sometimes don't eat because it feels so hard to make it and thinking of someone helping me through it is always comforting. feel free to ignore if it's something you're not comfy with. sending love!

sending love back to you tenfold precious, thank you for the ask

[food can be complicated, and so can our relationships with it~ this post mentions food and eating and understands these are sensitive topics that deserve to be handled with care and respect. this post is meant to provide reassurance and comfort, please be kind to yourself and others if you choose to engage]

oh angel, what’s on your mind? is that a little tummy whisper i hear? hmm, i think this calls for a royal meal together, what do you think angel? would buba’s cooking/baking help make your tummy happy? you can tell me all about your adventures and babble with me as we go along precious,, is there anything you’d like me to make? anything we’d like to try differently? absolutely darling i can do that. here do you want to sit somewhere you can see me so you can tell buba what’s on your mind,, if there’s anything you’d like me to differently or add more of please do let me know lovebug? you’re doing such a good job darling, thank you for being so patient with me.

now, buba’s going to do my royal best as i make our meals angel, in the meantime do you have any adventures you’d like to share? my my that does sound interesting sprout,, and then what happened!? oh how exciting dove.. that’s wonderful to hear! what an adventure dove thank you for sharing with me~ your buba loves to hear all of your stories and adventure blossom.

anddd there we have it! one for you, and one for me~ now can i bring you anything to drink as we continue our royal rambles? i have tea if you’d like it, or juice,, we’ve got milks too~ a wonderful choice darling! alright love here we are, everything looks to your liking? i’m so glad sweetheart! you’re under no expectation to finish your plate or eat at a pace that feels uncomfortable for you angel, take your time and if you decide you’d like something else or feel full don’t hesitate to let buba know okay? i’m so happy i get to take care of you precious~ if you need or want anything at all buba’s here for you sweet thing.

thank you for reading and thank you anon for your trust and care with this ask!

i’d be more than happy to write babble responses, blurbs on feeding and drinking for the little royals in smaller headspace’s, and continued blurbs for after meal activities like stories or songs~ my asks are open if that sounds appealing!

[bubacorn]

hey! hi! hello! i'm Buba [bʊbɑː] (or if you want to make me melt with a nickname, Bubs [bʌbz])

i'm in my early 20s and use they/she pronouns

you can find me on ao3 here. i write Sleep Token fics about the stage characters

worshitposting masterpost because my brain goes brrr sometimes and for a fleeting moment i think i'm funny

feel free to come yell at me (softly) if you want, about fics, headcanons or just stuff, either in asks or dms. or just send me pictures of your cat, whichever is fine 💜

tags:

#buba arts - i do art sometimes, but it's a rare sight

#buba rambles - i ramble sometimes

#buba writes - fics & hcs

#buba answers - lovely, lovely asks from lovely, lovely people

[bubacorn]

tysm for giving meaning to my wolf/lamb drawing!!

💜 you gave it meaning, i just rambled about my interpretation

i thought some more on it, i apologize for more rambling

"mouth of the wolf" implies teeth, danger and tearing something/someone apart. "eyes of the lamb" implies shyness but if we take the literal meanings, they're just a mouth and eyes

eyes are passive but an intense gaze can feel hostile. a mouth can do much damage but it doesn't have to. it can lick wounds and protect

they can be the complete opposites of what they're inteded for. and Vessel can be, too, or he can take on both roles. he can be innocent and violent, even at the same time. the mouth of the wolf can be closed as it nuzzles. the eyes of the lamb can be cold and vacant

the lamb can cause pain and look at you with innocent eyes. the wolf can be docile and show you its belly but it can't do anything about the fangs

Vessel hurts. he is hurt and he can hurt others. he's not just innocent or just vicious. something is biting him but he can bite back

it's a duality but i think it can also be a mantra. 'they can hurt me but i don't have to be passive and take it'. 'i can be in control, too'. 'i don't have to take it in silence to appease you'

"you get what you give, you reap what you sow" as in 'bite and be bitten' and 'hunt and be hunted' ("i am hunting something and in turn that same thing is hunting me [...]")

"i am what i am"

[bubacorn]

sometimes i feel wretched but then make myself carbonara and buy donuts and go :)) inside for a little bit

[bubacorn]

i always saw the line 'i love you, i'm trying' as spoken from one person to their loved one but i'm just now realizing it can also be like this

[bubacorn]

i'm only on song 3 of the new Zeal & Ardor album but i'm chomping on it so hard!! the sounds!!