#fishhhhh

[mrmederick]

fishhhh 🐟

[march20]

stanley pines

[qwertise]

I'M LOVE MAHO SM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[mr-skittleberry]

So I know MerMay is already over and all but I was bored and wanted to draw something so...

He's waiting for his favorite human :)

[black-raine]

Jangle The Jingles | Skiico

Merry Christmas everybody!

"This is Christmas Goose, come in Giblets," said Skipper over a walkie talkie while spying out a nearby fish market in the middle of Manhattan, frosty binoculars pressed to his face.

"Please tell me that's not me..." Kowalski responded weakly, sounding as if he was rolling his eyes.

Skipper glanced at Rico beside him with a smile, "returning to home base with the packages soon, things looking good there?"

This time Private picked up chirping, "everything's alright here, Skippah!" 

"Then Rico and I will be coming home for Christmas!" Tucking the walkie away Skipper breathed the crisp air, feeling it chill his insides. "You ready amigo?" Asked Skipper, a gingerly placed flipper on his soldier's shoulder. 

Rico nodded excitingly before spewing out a plunger, fine rope and two wire coat hangers. Attaching the sting to the plunger he threw it strongly across the street, hearing soon the satisfying sound of it suctioning to a lower window from where they were sat upon a high rooftop. 

Skipper gripped his hanger, ready to ride down but a swell of pride kept him back for a moment to say "good work Rico, let's move."

Sliding smoothly down the line Skipper felt the cold wind nip at him, yet the rushing winds were nothing less than exciting he thought as they hit the ground, ducking swiftly for cover behind a dimly lit street pole decorated in garland. "Alright compadre, you go for the albacore and snapper on the left. I'll take the catfish and salmon. Meet back in that alleyway," Skipper ordered sternly, pointing at a nearby alleyway a little ways down the road and past all the bustling people out on the night before Christmas. 

Giving a single nod of acknowledgement Rico darted away, already on task while Skipper stood there, staring after him as if he wasn't expecting Rico to leave him so quickly. When he was out of sight something stung deep within Skipper, something that was telling him he shouldn't have let him go but rather should have went with him. It almost felt as if he was longing to stick by his lieutenant for just a moment longer or if he had forgotten something important. But it didn't matter right now, he had a mission at hand to deal with first. 

He sighed and took a breath before turning around to see where his target's locations were, and soon enough he spotted the fattest load of catfish and salmon he'd ever seen! Tis the season he supposed. The issue was finding a safe way to acquire them when they were so crowded by last minute shopping New Yorkers, they were always a troublesome bunch. Yet when Skipper's eye caught the sight of a fishing pole laying around the back of the market he instantly knew what his next move was. 

It was time to go fishing. 

After he had that snagging just two fish was a piece of pie, but while he sat there those unforeseen emotions kept sneaking back to spite him. Where was Rico? Was he having trouble? Is he waiting for me? That one stuck, Skipper sure hoped so. Just the thought suddenly made his heart pound soundly underneath his thick feathered chest, the glint of cheery expectation written in the swirls of his blue shimmering irises. 

What was this feeling that was driving him so mad? It came from absolutely nowhere and yet it was already so strong, as if it had been planted in him for a long time now. Maybe it had been. Or maybe it was just because Rico wasn't here right now. Either way, he needed to figure this out before it consumed him completely. it was Christmas after all, he didn't have time for last minute dilly dally!

When he finally did make his way back to the alleyway the sun had nearly fully set, the sky filled with streaks of brilliant scarlet, orange and pink mixed together into beautiful swirls. There was still a light lingering above the rooftops and skylines, like a firefly dancing among the clouds. And despite how cold Skipper was he couldn't help but feel warmed by its gentle glow.

"Rico?" He called quietly when he got to the end of the alleyway, but no answer came. His heart sunk. Had Rico really gone home already? Without him? That didn't seem right, especially for his most trusted solider to leave him alone like this; on Christmas eve of all days... 

Suddenly toasty flippers wrapped around Skipper's torso from behind, a warm surface pressing into his back and reaching over his head. Skipper jolted straight up in attention, his eyes wide with shock when they locked with ones he knew all too well just above him. 

He dropped the fish he was carrying to the snow sprinkled ground, his wing tips finding their own way to rest upon his captors who was embracing him quite comfortably. Multi colored lights glowed down on them from practically every direction as snowflakes whirled around the two as if encasing them in their own little world; their own moment. 

Rico huffed hot air that ran down Skipper's neck and washed the older penguins frosted cheek feathers dry. It was so warm now that it made Skipper's head fuzzy and his stomach bloom with overwhelming butterflies; what was this feeling that he was feeling? It kept growing every time he noticed how the lights and darkening sky reflected so perfectly off Rico's baby blue eyes, making his cheeks flush when he found how close they really were and how they were only an inch apart from connecting chilled beaks.

"Rico..." He whispered in a wanting voice, his heart so filled with joy that it was difficult not to smile when he was being serious. 

Rico's cheeks flared in color at the wonderus sound, his mind taking flight as he closed the distance between their mouths, turning his head to deepen the kiss. Neither of them could describe how it truly felt, but it was simply wonderful. It seemed as though the very Christmas spirit itself was flowing through both of them, that same gingerbready feeling coursing through their veins as suddenly things tasted like figgy putting. 

Skipper squeezed tighter as he quickly inhaled through his nose, not wishing just yet to end what they were sharing. Yet Rico pulled away first, a passion clearly seen his is adoring eyes and the biggest and goofiest smile painted all over him Skipper had ever seen. "M-merry Christmas," Skipper chuckled weakly as he turned in Rico's grip to face him, his entire being still burning with intense heat. 

Rico quickly stole another peck before backing off and unexpectedly kneeling to the ice cold ground, pulling out a small box from his gullet as another gust of light snow blew over them. 

Skipper's breath hitched at the sight. This was the first time they'd ever expressed that kind of emotion to one another and he was purposing already!? 

Taking the box as steadily as he could Skipper tried to hold back a grimace, what was he going to say after he opened this? He hadn't a clue but either way he decided to open it with stupidly shut eyes. Yet when he opened it his pupils widened in surprise, he didn't see what he expected, in fact a single mistletoe was the last thing he expected. Yet what did this mean? Surely Rico didn't just think giving his leader a mistletoe was a great gift idea, he knew him much better then that. 

Rico gingerly grabbed it from him as if reading his mind, and lifted it above both their heads with a little shake. He seemed calm, not the usual psycho Skipper was use to, but it was nice, like he had thought all this through beforehand. 

Then it hit Skipper as he was staring at it curiously; Rico wasn't purposing marriage but a new relationship. A lover perhaps Skipper thought, and that sounded...very nice. "Compadre, I knew you were crazy about love, but I didn't know you were THIS crazy." A sly smirk slipped over his features and Skipper seductively wrapped his flippers around Rico's neck slowly. "I like it~" Skipper fished and with all his strength quickly forced Rico down into a dip, crashing their beaks together so passionately Rico groaned into the kiss while enveloped in each other's soothing warmth. 

Now they had returned home flipper in flipper and gathered around the table, Skipper at the head raising his mug full of eggnog. "Merry Christmas boys!" He cheered as they all clashed cups, the tops of their beverages foaming over. The compost fire burned with crackling sounds as the ice sculpture tree slowly melted, leaving a small puddle on the floor under it. 

Skipper chugged down a few drinks and afterwards licked the edges of his beak, glancing around the table at each happy face; Kowalski blabbering on about something Skipper couldn't quite hear right now and Private watching adoringly as always, Rico simply focusing on the plate of grilled fish in front of him. Yet the more he zoned off the more his eyes unexpectedly drifted towards the labs door, and Skipper was surprised to see the very mistletoe he kissed just a half a hour ago under hung neatly on the trim above. 

Maybe there was something to this whole Christmas couple tradition after all, and that only had Skipper thinking if there was anything more then just a smooching plant. Maybe, but if there was he intended to find it; and if not? Well, he could always make one up for the sake of Christmas companionship and a little more then a kiss. 

Because now, all he wants for Christmas is Rico. 

[1,636 Words.]

[ac3th3shark]

I painted the fish!!! :33

[rain-fa1l]

i’m at the aquarium for my birthday, no i am not a child i just LOVE FISH

fish be my special interest fr fr

[katerinadeannika]

This just makes me laugh so hard lmao

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

having viral posts is all fun and games until you have clowns in your mentions being like "well, op, i bet you also didn't know THIS" [haughtily explains something i absolutely would and do know] like add whatever to my posts that you think is informative just don't direct it at ME! i know! i just didn't include it in the post i made in 20 seconds because i didn't think 30,000 of you would see it!

[canines-crown]

Species dysphoria go away wtf ;-;

I don't care that I'm not a dog I don't care that I'm not a fish OKAY I DO CARE BUT I DON'T WANT TO 😭😭😭😭

[delarpix]

Some moments from DND campaign

[saltydoesstuff]

*shoots beam right back at you*

[omniscientfish]

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write your url by only using emojis

🍅✨✨

[shiominato]

got a delivery notification and i got so excited because i thought it was nuibino but no its just the fucking cards i also wanted adn am also excited for. awful

[trashcreatyre]

N e way, since i don’t have to avoid post spoilers anymore now that it’s done and posted,,, here were my other thinks about the mermaid type stuff

Hope this makes sense! :))))

[floxu]

YESSSSSS

[dingoskidneys]

you are my hgttg mutual so I am putting this opinion here. Barbie movie intro was like so hgttg 2005 it’s insane. was like all I could think about.

I wish I could respond to this because I desperately want to see Barbie but infuriatingly I haven't yet so I'll take your word for it lmao. Those who have are welcome to weigh in though!