#fuzzy x joxter

[dyleeart]

Moominpappa's Memoirs doodles... I had a lot of fun with this book

Comments:

I know Joxter probably wasn't aware of snufkin's existence but it's funny that snufkin is not angsty at all maybe except during the scene illustrated in the last doodle

Ngl Moomintroll is very immature in this book. Bro you had a loving family growing up...respect your basically orphaned friends when they want to know about their parents

I know there's only a few sentences worth of canon Joxter x Mymble content but I like the ship very much as a concept. They are that unconventional m/f ship that's actually so fun to explore

Muddler and Fuzzy bonding over a shared special interest is so CUTE too bad they couldn't raise Sniff for some reason

Little My was always savage

Moominpappa wanted to make the story about himself but I think Sniff and Snufkin being upset was understandable. If Hodgkins and the rest didn't show up to Moominhouse right after this scene things could have gotten a lot sadder

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DBTT and wilder Trio nonsense!

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…ye so this exists

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Ask Game. Fuzzy x Muddler x Joxter.

Ahaha I'm glad you asked

No bingo but there it is

I was very tempted ticking the "Compatible brand of freaks" box but like.... that's for the specific ass scenarios in my noggin

[the-artist-from-hell]

This is art specifically made for my alternate moomins au! (The DM!au specifically!)

Here’s an image of what joxter and fuzzy would look like later in the au around the same time comet in moominland would have taken place!

It took me a while to figure out the outfits for them but I think there fitting! (Fuzzy would have made the clothes for both herself and for joxter! Joxter has the bright primary colors because they look good on him and well he acts silly and playful all the time at least in fuzzys eyes so she thought it would be fitting and fuzzy herself prefers more calm muted colors for her outfits because it helps balance every thing out! (The “scarf” she’s wearing is actually a racoON(or a moomins universe creature close enough to a racoON) pelt, (Joxter got/made the most pelt for her himself.)

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Moominktober/Inktober Day 21: Snow/Fuzzy

Moomintroll and Snufkin are embraced by family now that the nightmare is over.

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Halloween throuple costumes can be difficult.

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Some lazy sleep Wilder Trio doodles

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You were so afraid of being touched.

Of being found and known and vulnerable to the hands of another.

Based on a Werewolf Muddler AU I made.

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Are Fuzzy and Jox romantically interested in each other in the poly relationship?

It took a while to get there and they don't LOVE eachother that strongly but they do like to kiss and cuddle with eachother often.

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This is a response to an anon asking me about AUs I've made besides the SunDog AU, I saved it to drafts to fetch some links but for some reason Tumblr removed the ability to edit asks even in drafts. So here is my answer to the poor ask I couldn't answer properly and accidentally deleted;

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Besides the SunDog AU I have a handful of other, more underdeveloped or just one-off story AUs

I have some Standard Fandom AUs, including Genderswap/Genderbend, Human AU, Modern AU, and a Species Swap AU (that last one is particularly just for the Oshun Oxtra as of now)

I had this concept AU for the Oshun Oxtra and the 7 deadly sins, here's the Muddler and Hodgkins post.

I have a Mafia AU where Fuzzy is the boss.

I have a Dungeons and Dragons AU, here's the post for Moominpappa and the Main Kids.

And a Juddler mermaid AU (with either Muddler or Joxter as the mermaid).

Some of my one-off/less developed story concept AUs are for;

One of the first ones I came up with since entering the fandom was a Joxter and Muddler bodyswap (I have multiple posts for it but this one is where I can tolerate the old art)

Muddler as a werewolf, named And The Beast Whimpered! (fic idea and small comic)

Muddler as a steampunk android, named The Clockwork Muddler

Muddler but he turns invisible, named Omnishambles (start of fanfic here, although I'm not proud of it anymore)

Sniff but he turns invisible (here)

Sniff and Snufkin Bodyswap (here)

The Moominvalley Police but they're tree zombies (here)

Oshun Oxtra x Wizard of Oz (where Fuzzy is Dorothy) (here)

Moomin x Don't Hug Me I'm Scared (here)

Moomin x Land of the Lustrous (Collab with an old mutual) (here)

Moomin x The Magnus Archives (here)

Moomin x Fullmetal Alchemist (here)

Mmmaaayyy be forgetting some but those are the ones I remember posting about publicly at least.

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Character ask game

Joxter 5 13 16 18 23

5: favorite ship of them: ummm not sure. I like Joxter x Mymble, Joxter x Muddler, and Joxter x Muddler x Fuzzy and maybe one more? Forget what it was. I like them all for slightly different reasons; not really any that I like more than others I think of these

13: favorite friendship they have: probably Joxter and Muddler’s friendship as the favorite they’re great

16: a childhood headcanon: uhmmm not sure if this means a headcanon I made as a child for them or for when they were children? I guess the latter so in that case…. Yeah Idk. Don’t particularly have a headcanon for then but maybe that he and Muddler have been friends for a while longer (maybe a couple months, maybe a year or two before Moominpappa (then known as Moomin)showed up?

18: how they were as a child: Laid back (but slightly more awake), prankster naturally, Very Smug, likes telling stories about people he knows

23: future headcanon: Hmm don’t really have on of these for him particularly either but perhaps that he continues to sleep in Mymble’s garden but when Mymble moves elsewhere he just kind of goes wherever she does around her shoulders like a scarf. Sometimes he gets dropped off wherever Fuzzy and Muddler are and go wherever they go. He’s just kind of Around, going wherever he is taken. Sometimes he ends up at Moominhouse but less often, mostly when Mymble is visiting. He mostly sees Snufkin when that happens or if Snufkin happens to pass by Mymble with Joxter and the mymble children

[the-artist-from-hell]

AYO NEW CHAPTER TIME (trigger free)

Chapter 7 of the DM!memoirs au, (thanks to @flowerbloom-arts for helping me edit this chapter and all the other ones before!! Please go check her and her art out!!))

Joxter and Fuzzy were enjoying dinner together in sweet silence, just the feeling of enjoying each other's company. At least that’s how Fuzzy felt. Meanwhile Joxter's mind was plagued by a million 'what if’s, after a bit it was apparent to Fuzzy that Joxter seemed a bit off and was picking at his food rather than eating it. Fuzzy looked over at him and finally broke the silence “I’m sorry, I know I’m no good at cooking.” she said, assuming that Joxter was picking at his food because he didn’t like it that much.

“Hm? Oh no, it’s great, Fuzzy, really! Just- I’ve been thinking alot about something.“ he said and rushed trying to brush it off like nothing was wrong as he took a few bites of the fish on his plate, chewing rather loudly trying to drown out his own thoughts.

“Well what's been on your mind…?” asked the Fuzzy curiously, also wanting to stop hearing the loud and slightly rude chewing.

“Oh uhm…” he swallowed his food before thinking of a lame excuse he could use, he tapped his fork on the edge of his plate as he thought and Fuzzy's ears went down, not really a big fan of the clanking noise.

“Joxter-?�� she said as she gently put a paw on his arm, Joxter froze up and looked up at her.

“Yes…?”

“Oh dear, I’m sorry but- pardon me, but could you please stop tapping the fork? It makes such an upsetting ringing noise I’m not a fan of…“ she said shyly.

“Oh! The fork, right, sorry, my bad-“

“No no, it’s alright, it’s just a not too pleasant sound to hear, at least for my sensitive ears- but what’s been on your mind? You can tell me, I assure you.”

“It’s alright I was uhm…” then the perfect excuse struck him, “I was just wondering if I could see what’s in your basket of things…?”

“You really want to see my collection…?”

“Well- I mean if you're ok with it. If not I understand, I suppose!“

Fuzzy smiled and put her paws to her cheeks “Nobody sincerely wanted to see my collection before! Hold on a moment!” She skipped over to the tin and grabbed her basket and went back to where they were sitting. “Ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” Replied Joxter with a smile.

Fuzzy opened her basket and started taking things out, handkerchief or two, both with her initials on them. Then some buttons and shiny little rocks, a shiny shell from the beach, a few fake glass crystals as well in an array of colors, there was some jewelry in there as well, she wasn’t sure if they were real or fake of course but most of the jewelry was busted or broken some way since she did find most of it in the trash or in lost and found bins from places here and there. But there was one necklace it was a blue sapphire pendant that was in the shape of a teardrop, it was beautiful, she loved it but she also hated it because she stole that one from a lovely lady while making dress alterations for her back when she worked at her parent's shop, not to mention there where a few other random little things such as scraps of fabric, some sewing supplies and of course buttons she took from the shop as well. A blanket she had completely forgotten about, some dried preserved flowers in a small glass jam jar along with some other things she jammed in there, some fascinating bird feathers and lastly the button Joxter gave to her on their first meeting. The one that was shiney and looked like a tiger's eye gem! All her knick knacks and oddities she happily explained where she found them and such, but she didn’t explain how she got them.

“Wow, quite a bit, eh?”

“Indeed- but I must admit I’m a bit ashamed…”

“Why’s that Fuz?”

Fuzzy looked down guiltily at some of the items “Well, some of these I snatched myself. Stolen rather! And no lady should ever steal its unlady-like and icky!”

“Oh! Well that’s not a bad thing per se! And I’ve stolen before! Do you think I’m icky?”

“Well no! But it’s- it’s not! It’s unlady-like and awful of me! I’m so gross that I've dug around rubbish for my other things and swiped a lot of them! What sort of person am I? Oh, no man will ever love me like this!” Said the Fuzzy, spiraling into guilt and covering her eyes with her paws.

“Fuzzy! There, there! It’s ok! Calm down, and really, there's no difference between a man stealing or a lady stealing and remember what I told you before? Most people are more fortunate than others and it seems like no one is missing these things! Otherwise there would be missing flyers for these missing things everywhere, but there aren't, which means they would have ended up lost or in a dump somewhere if you didn’t take them in a way…?” He said cheerily as he tried to spin it into something more optimistic to make her feel better. “But… no one could love a thief could they…?”

“I don’t think that’s true, you're lovely if you ask me and any one would be lucky to have you as their partner! So what if you take from people from time to time? It’s in the nature of some creatures.”

“You… really think so…?”

“Well yes! I have no reason to lie about it! You are a rather great thief and I find that to be a good thing! Perhaps admiring in a way?”

“Oh don’t say that!”

“But I mean it! You’ve even stolen a heart without realizing it!”

“A heart?” said Fuzzy, puzzled. As she realized what that meant her face turned red.

“I mean- I can only, uh- a-assume! I mean look at you-!“ replied Joxter, sort of panicked by his own words and Fuzzy's uncertain reaction.

Fuzzy held her paw to her cheek and smiled a little bit “Thank you Jox, it means a lot to me hearing that…” and so she felt all bubbly after he said this, it gave her a sense of hope but it also made her sad when getting Joxter's 'clarification', she simply wished he meant she had his heart, she simply hoped that one day he would feel the same for her as she felt for him, but little did she know he already felt the same, they were Just two awkward souls not ready and not sure how to share feelings like these. Joxter went back to eating and changed the subject.

“Anyway, you really did good with cooking the fish, though it could use some seasoning- maybe we can get some in town tomorrow?”

“Seasonings? Oh yes that would make it better! Though we still don’t have any money, Joxter...“

“Oh right well… hm… oh! I know I have a friend who might need some tailoring work done, you sew well and such right? I bet she’d pay us a bit to help out, possibly?”

“Oh? A friend…? What’s her name?”

“Her name's Mymble and she lives on the outskirts with her children. She's really jolly and quite a remarkable woman!” Joxter said happily.

“Oh I see- are you close with her?”

“I uhm… well yes you could say that, it’s a bit complicated though.“

“O-oh I see... Well, I'd be happy to meet her tomorrow if it means having some sort of pay!”

Joxter smiled “That’s the spirit! Though you do look worried... Don’t worry! She doesn’t bite! Some of her kids though...“ he joked around.

Fuzzy tried to smile a bit but suddenly felt saddened and put her food down, only half eaten “I see- uhm, pardon me but I think I’ll go to bed now if that’s alright with you long day tomorrow after all!“

“Oh? Uhm- alright, good night then, Fuzzy!” He tried to act casual but he could tell he messed up some way or another.

“Good night Joxter…“ she said in a quiet sigh before going into the can and curling up on her pile of blankets and pillows and other soft things, her mind swarming with thoughts and questions.

“What does he mean by complicated…? Are they dating…? Does he… love her? He must if he said it’s complicated- oh but he said she has children! So she must be married, that's why it’s complicated! Oh goodness he could never love me if he has her in mind could he? And that’s where this dress I’m wearing now came from isn’t it? She’s such a big lady- she must be strong and intimidating, probably more beautiful… goodness I could never compete!” She was overwhelmed by her own thoughts and tried to sleep it off to prepare herself for tomorrow.

Meanwhile Joxter took his and Fuzzy's wet clothes from before and shook them a bit before hanging them up on a nearby tree branch to dry for the next day, he wondered if he was going about all of this wrong. He knew he was going about all of this wrong but how else was he supposed to do it! It’s so hard to read such a shy person's emotions after all! Joxter needed some space to think, he needed something familiar, something that wasn’t Mymble or Fuzzy though something familiar that wouldn’t judge him like Moomin or Hodgkins, he needed silence but a sense of company, so he went to the very last place he thought he would go. First he went into the can and grabbed a familiar saucepan making a clanging noise as he did that alerted Fuzzy.

“Joxter is that you…?” She mumbled tiredly

“Sorry Fuz, I’m just grabbing some things, there’s something I have to do but I’ll be back later, I promise.“ he said as he lit a lantern

“O-oh…? Ok then…“ she was confused but watched Joxter leave the can with saucepan in hand, curiosity got to her as she waited a few moments for him to walk away from the can before following him from a distance. It was a good thing he had the lantern with him otherwise fuzzy would have gotten lost from him herself. She watched as he picked flowers and put them in the saucepan and in the hole on the handle as well. She wondered “Are these for the mymble lady he was talking about before…? Could these be for me…? No, not a chance- why is he out so late? I mean he isn’t an early bird so…” she thought more and more until…

She saw him get to a clearing near the outskirts of the forest, he walked far to a big rock and sat next to it leaning his head on it, putting the saucepan down in front of the rock.

“Sorry I haven’t visited in a while, Muds…”

Fuzzy heard him talking but couldn’t hear what he was saying too clearly so she crept closer quietly.

“I brought you your old saucepan at least. I mean- not like you can wear it in the state you're in… and well I brought flowers too. I would have made it into a flower crown but you know how it is you were always better at those things then I was.” He then gently set the lantern next to the stone and when Fuzzy looked closer she noticed there were candles and a few other things at the rock including some buttons and then she realized what this was, she realized she was intruding on someone visiting a grave. She felt awful after realizing.

“Things are so… complicated recently! And you're the only one I can turn to-! I know right now you would tell me that I can always turn to Hodgkins but it’s harder than it seems and I’m just so stuck… you’d want me to move on and be happy I know, but I need a sign that things will be ok! How am I supposed to… to even tell someone I love them…? I’m pathetic! I waited for you to tell me how you felt but I know that if I wait with her it won’t work. Even if she has feelings for me she’s too shy to ever tell me!“

Fuzzy got caught up on what he said “shy…? Is he talking about me…?” She felt worried so she listened a bit more trying to figure out who and what he was talking about.

“How can I tell her I love her… should… I even tell her…should I just settle for Mymble? I mean not that Mymble is settling, after all I love her too… am I just selfish?”

“So he is in love-“ thought the Fuzzy, still stuck on 'who' he's in love with, she thought for a bit longer and figured out a bit of it “So he’s having trouble picking between Mymble and some other lady… is there a possibility he was talking about me…? Golly… wait no no what’s wrong with me! I followed him and intruded on his privacy! I'm awful!” She spiraled into her own thoughts a bit as she watched Joxter lay down on the ground next to the grave.

“Mind if I spend the night here with you? Hah- I didn’t think so… thanks Muddler.” said the joxter then putting his hat over his face so as not to be disturbed.

Fuzzy looked saddened by all of this, mostly worried for Joxter and how he was feeling. She quietly went over and took a stick and poked it into the fire of the lantern to catch fire so she could hopefully re-light the candles that were at the grave site. It worked and then she took the lantern with her to guide her through the scary darkness of the night, she was so terrified with every sudden noise, she was practically tripping on her tail as she scuttled back to the tin!

When she got there she jumped back into the tin and sighed in relief before grabbing her basket and taking the blanket out of it, wrapping it around herself for some comfort, shivering with fear from the long scary walk she had just taken. Her mind quickly wandered back to Joxter, sleeping out there alone in the dark next to a grave, probably cold since there’s no blanket around him, and since he had no pillow or anything either! How was she to leave him there?! She already felt guilty for eavesdropping. She felt more guilt well up in her chest and she knew what she had to do, or rather what she had to force herself to do for him “Do it for him. Grow a spine and stop being scared for once, Fuzzy!” She said to herself trying to hype herself up a bit “You love him so you should do this! He would probably do the same for you!” She then emptied out her basket onto the floor of the tin, she re-packed it with the blanket that she had, a pillow from the tin, some of Muddler's buttons that she decided would be a good idea to leave at the grave, a few matches from Joxter's side of the tin so she could re-light the lantern if needed and she took two more things, a bird feather that was part of her own collection and a shiny glass gem that was blue and part of her collection, deciding she wanted to leave something of her own at the grave in return for the button she took.

She took a deep breath as she picked up her basket and the lantern and made her trek back to the grave, shaking and jumping at every slight noise. When she got there she saw Joxter was still asleep and snoring soundly, she quietly sat next to him and put the blanket over him, she was debating if he should lift his head to put the pillow under it or if that would wake him, so she simply put the pillow next to him and he ended up grabbing and hugging the pillow instead, he mumbled something under his breath while he slept.

Fuzzy quietly and cautiously placed some of the Muddler's old buttons back in order on the ground in front of the makeshift grave stone; she even organized them by color and size while there, occupying a bit of her time. Her lantern then went out from a gust of wind and she re-lit it quickly with a match but when she did that there was a figure sitting next to Joxter, it was a friendly looking creature, one that Fuzzy had never seen before, and for once she wasn't… frightened? Usually when someone appears out of nowhere it would scare or frighten anyone, especially Fuzzy who was prone to fright! But she wasn’t scared. Which was a surprise, the figure had such a friendly soft glow to him, Fuzzy looked over and saw the figure was just staring at Joxter with a paw over him as if to comfort him while he slept. Fuzzy then asked quietly in a whisper.

“Who… are you?”

The creature looked up with wide eyes and blinked, looking surprised and then shy.

“Sorry, I’m uhm… I'm a friend, let’s just say that.” He had such a soft smile and pupils shaped like U’s, he seemed almost like an illusion.

“Are- are you a friend of Joxter's…?” Asked the fuzzy

The creature nodded yes "And you're fuzzy right?” he asked back

“Yes I am- excuse me but… how did you know that-?“

“Well Joxter told me of course.“ he closed his eyes for a few moments and Fuzzy took a moment to look at him a bit more to notice details about him, he had whiskers and dog-like ears that covered the side of his face, he was hunched over with terrible posture, he wore a long sleeve shirt and a vest of some sort over it along with tattered oversized pants with patches on it that was being held up by a belt, and lastly he had gloves on his feet like they were socks or shoes.

“You did a lovely job organizing the buttons, I wouldn’t have done it any differently myself!” Said the figure as he smiled and leaned over looking at the buttons “It’s nice that someone brought these over here.”

“Really…? Do you think Joxter's friend Muddler would think the same?”

“Of course.” replied the figure looking down at Joxter with a melancholy look “Miss Fuzzy, I don’t have much time to say this but Joxter really took a liking to you.”

“W-wait, really?” Replied the fuzzy.

“Oh please do trust me on this one… I know we just met and I’m afraid this is the last time we will meet but he does think very fondly of you.”

“Fondly…? Does that mean he loves me?”

“Well I won’t go into detail because it's up to him and you to figure that out for yourselves of course.“ replied the friendly figure seeming to become more foggy by the second, fuzzy assumed it was because she was tired so she squinted a bit.

“Excuse me, but what does that mean?” She asked

“I’m sorry, but I can’t give too much information. Let me just say he’s loyal to the people he cares about. If you're there for him he will always be there for you so please stick by him alright?”

“I don’t plan on leaving his side unless he pushes me away- but please I just want a clear answer!”

“I’m sorry- just tell him…”

“Tell him what? I don’t know what you mean!”

“Tell him I said go for it.” The figure then moved over closer to Fuzzy and hugged her out of the blue, she wasn’t sure what to do so she closed her eyes and before she knew it, the figure simply vanished and the words that were carved into the rock seemed to glow. Fuzzy felt her heart skip a beat so strangely as she looked over to the stone and read the name on it, suddenly connecting the pieces still in disbelief. She knew she wasn’t in danger. She knew not to be scared at least of what just happened, rather she was just baffled and felt tired and serene.

“Thank you, mr. Muddler...“ she mumbled before placing a feather and the glass gem on to the top of the grave stone, she then looked over to Joxter and decided to fall asleep there with him because it felt safer than making the walk all the way back to the tin and because the words rang in her head to stick by his side. She fell asleep and in the morning woke up close to Joxter under the same blanket practically being spooned by him, Fuzzy froze up at this realization and quickly rolled away not to make things awkward just in case joxter was to wake up.

She sat up and thought back to last night, wondering if it was a dream or if it was reality, or even if it weren't a dream she had of seeing a ghost of some sort. Even if it was a figment of her worried mind it still felt… better. She felt like she had an idea of what was going on, of how things were going to be, that she had a chance with Joxter, she felt as long as she followed her heart for this she would be alright she then looked over to Joxter and lightly tapped his shoulder to wake him.

“Jox wake up-“ she said softly.

“Hmmmmm?” the Joxter hummed, slowly waking up first rubbing his eyes to wake up. When he opened his eyes he saw Fuzzy and looked confused then he stretched and grabbed his hat, putting it on “Fuzzy…? Oh uhm... Good morning…? Wait, I fell asleep here?” He said as he noticed he was asleep next to the grave “Wait, how’d you know I was here?” He said rather confused

“Oh well… I-I’m sorry but I followed you last night because I was worried about you and where you were going so late…” she seemed nervous as she said it as though she was expecting him to be angry.

Joxter then looked at the blanket covering him and how the things that were left at the grave were nicely organized “Fuzzy, I’m not mad, it's alright…” Joxter said calmly before looking over to her

“You're not…?”

“No, it was nice of you to bring me a blanket and you even organized the stuff here, honestly you organized those buttons just like Muddler would have.” He said in a sort of melancholy tone “But next time you want to follow me somewhere just ask alright? It wasn’t very nice of you to spy on me!“ he poked her nose “Though it was rather brave of you to follow me at night so I’m proud of you for that.“ he said with a smirk.

Fuzzy blushed and looked away “thank you- oh wait! Before I forget, something strange happened last night.”

“Something strange? What might that be?” Replied the Joxter, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m not sure if it was a dream… or if it was reality but, well, I know you’ll think I’m crazy after I say it but… I think I saw Muddler last night?”

Joxter furrowed his brow and tried to laugh it off “But you’ve never met him before when he was alive! You don’t even know what he looks like-“

“I know! It sounds insane but…'' Fuzzy went silent for a moment then mumbled “Well it just- it must have been a dream based on what you said to me about him- but he seemed kind and wanted me to tell you 'just go for it'. Even if it was just a dream I feel like you needed to hear that part for some reason? Like you have the right to know about it…?” She said shyly

Joxter looked puzzled and looked at the grave stone, "Just go for it, huh…?” He gently gave it a pat before getting up.

“‘It must have been a strange dream, but… thanks for telling me Fuz. Do you Want to head home now?“

“N-no problem- but sure let’s head home, I’m meeting your friend Mymble today, right? I still need to put on my normal dress, it should be dry by now I hope, I would look rather silly walking around in such a big dress as that.”

“I think you look rather cute in it, makes you look tiny!“ Joxter teased.

“Oh hush! I’m not that tiny!” She stuck her tongue out at him in playful retaliation

“Wow I’ve rubbed off on you quite a bit huh! Never thought I’d see you sticking up for yourself like this.” He said lightheartedly

“Well- maybe I could say the same about you, you're definitely different from the first time we met.”

“You think?”

“Certainly! You're much kinder and even a bit more polite, rather nice.”

“Oh, calling me a softy, I see?”

“Possibly- not that it’s a bad thing though.”

Joxter picked a flower while they walked back to the can. It was a yellow one and he put it behind Fuzzy's ear. She was a bit surprised by this and blushed.

“What did you do that for…?” Asked the Fuzzy as she took the flower out from behind her ear to look at it.

“Well I was wondering how you’d look with a flower behind your ear so I wanted to see.“

“Well…how do I look?” She said as she put it back behind her ear.

“Well, I was right you look lovely with a flower behind your ear.“

“Lovely…?” Squeaked the fuzzy surprised “Oh you're a flirt, what’s gotten into you?“ she mumbled thinking this was just one of Joxter's jokes

“I’m just being honest you look nice.“ he put his paws in his pockets and walked on ahead silently.

Fuzzy was so… confused with this situation and caught up with Joxter.

“I’m sorry if I… came off as defensive…? I just- I’m not used to getting compliments-“

“It’s alright, I was just being silly.“

“No no it honestly made me happy I just wasn’t sure how to react- and I was wondering… you know how you said things with mymble are complicated…?“

“... guessing you want details of what I mean by that.“

“Pardon me but- I mean only if you're comfortable of course!”

“I was planning on telling you eventually but I’m sort of in love with her…? And well another person at once you see, Mymble isn't really that traditional of a person, she is happy and fine with having multiple partners.“

“Multiple partners…?” Said the puzzled Fuzzy

“Well yes, she falls in love with more than one person and has relationships with them, sadly those don’t last long for her but she’s still so jolly, it's also the reason she has so many kids.“

“Oh my- I see,” mumbled Fuzzy.

“I mean, I think I want something like that to…“

“...like what?” asked Fuzzy, not getting it right away.

“A relationship like that- with more than one partner.“

“It seems complicated doesn't it?”

“I mean it sure does but it doesn’t stop how I feel, I can’t just pick one over the other because those feelings I have for the other will still stay and last.“

“May I ask who the other one is…?”

“Does the other person I have feelings for, you mean…?” Said the joxter looking down at his boots as he walked, looking anxious for once.

“If you don’t want to it’s alright-“

“I think I’ll wait a bit before I disclose that, after all I don’t think she would be ok with this sort of thing, then again I can’t assume.”

“Well, if you were going to go about this sort of thing how would you go about it…? You know, splitting your time…?"

“Oh well… I’m not sure, I don’t even have a set plan in life let alone a plan for relationships. It's stressful.”

“I see…well I feel like you should first confess your feelings to the other person so you, Mymble and the other person can all discuss these things together. that’s if the person likes you back…? Sorry if I pushed too much- but uhm… pardon me but I’m still very curious as to who it is you like…“

Joxter smirked and looked her in the eyes “oh you’ll know soon enough so let’s just leave it at that.”

And so they did. (For now)

[the-artist-from-hell]

Here have some sketches of fuzzy and joXter that I’m not planning on finishing any time soon! Or ever! Just sketch dump ✨

[the-artist-from-hell]

Chapter 6 of the DM!memoirs au, (trigger free) and edited with the help of @flowerbloom-arts !

Fuzzy was the first to wake up in the morning, as she was used to waking up rather early. She rubbed her eyes and stretched, she opened the lid of the can you get some light in and she noticed Joxter wasn’t in there so she got out of the can to see if he was anywhere around. She left her basket behind in the can because she felt as though it was safe there, which was a first for her. When she went to look for Joxter she made sure to look up at the trees and lo and behold she spotted him sleeping in one.

“How hasn’t he fallen down at all...?” She wondered “Joxter? Are you alright up there?” she squeaked.

Joxter woke up and started rubbing his eyes “Ughhh five more minutes...“ he mumbled.

“How do you manage to sleep up there so easily?”

“I just do.“ yawned the Joxter, he then started to climb down the tree because once someone has waken him up in the morning it was hard for him to fall back asleep so easily.

“I’m so sorry that I disturbed your sleep! I just wanted to make sure you were okay up there-!”

“Just fine. What about you? How did you sleep?”

“Rather cozy, actually! Best sleep I’ve had in a while.” said the Fuzzy contently.

“Good, because we both have a long day ahead.”

“We do? Sorry, pardon me- I mean, you do too? Besides me trying to find a job, what do you have in mind?”

“Well, I was thinking instead of you trying to find a job today I could show you how to forage and other things properly. If I’m being honest that’s how I survive out here most days, so it’ll be good for you to learn it.”

“I suppose you're right, so... where should we start?”

“First let's get something we can hold our findings in. I tend to use my hat for that. But you might need a second basket since your current basket is filled with your collection already, you can go grab something from the tin that might work.”

“Ok then!” said the Fuzzy sort of excited for this little 'adventure', she went back into the tin to look for something that could be of use, then she saw a beat up pot on Joxter's side of the can and she thought it would be perfect. She got out of the can with the pot in paw “Is this alright? I found it on your side-“

Joxter went wide-eyed and yanked it from Fuzzy unexpectedly “Don't you dare touch this ever again!”

Fuzzy was surprised and startled, she looks as though she shrank a little “S-sorry- did I do something wrong...?”

Joxter realized he scared her and sighed, holding the pot to his chest “I’m... I'm sorry it’s just... this pot is off limits. I should have said that nicer...” he said as he felt guilt rush over him.

“It’s okay... it’s just... what's so special about the pot anyhow...?”

“It was my friend's... he used to wear it on his head like a hat all the time, he was a total dork but I think it suited him well... I promise this is one of the only things that are off limits.“

“Ah, I think I understand now- I’m still very sorry.” replied the Fuzzy with her ears going down guiltily.

“I know, I know, I really should stop having such an attachment to such... trivial things... I should start letting go some time...”

“Joxter it’s only understandable that you're... upset about this in particular- I’ll go find something else, alright?”

“... Fuzzy- wait-!“ said the Joxter suddenly in a serious tone.

“Yes...?” replied the Fuzzy sheepishly

“YOU JUST CALLED ME JOXTER!” He said excitedly “YOU FINALLY CALLED ME JOXTER INSTEAD OF JOXSIR OR SIR! THIS IS CAUSE FOR CELEBRATION!” He was joking around and twirled twice acting a bit silly.

Fuzzy was startled at first but it turned into a giggle, she was happy to see his mood change to a happy one “You startled me for a moment! I thought you were being cross, but it’s good to see you so happy about this!“

Joxter went back over to the tin to put the old pot back in and took out a big bowl that could work for Fuzzy's findings.

“Here, this should work for carrying what we'll forage instead!“

“Oh perfect! Now what’s the next step?”

“Well the next step is helping you differentiate certain plants and foods,” he answered as they walked along the forest until they made it to an area with some berry bushes.

“Now look closely at these two plants; what differences do you see?” Joxter said to the Fuzzy as he pointed her to the berries.

Fuzzy took a close look and said “I’m not quite sure...? They both look very similar with the color and all...”

Joxter then pointed out “This one has serrated leaves and this one has smooth edges, the one with the serrated leaves are poisonous but the smooth leafed ones are good, but if you can’t tell by the leaves there’s also another way to tell;” he picked one berry off of each plant.

“What’s the second way?” asked the Fuzzy curiously.

“This!” Joxter then squeezed the berries in each paw.

"Poisonous ones will stain your paws even after you wash them but the good ones will clean right off!“

“Oh I see! But... how are you going to wash your paws now? There’s no stream near by-“

Joxter looked down at his paws “oh- you're right.“ he said light-heartedly.

Fuzzy smiled a bit and took a handkerchief out of her pocket “Here, you can use this to wipe your paws off as best you can!”

“Why thank you!“ replied the Joxter.

He tipped his hat before taking the handkerchief and wiping his paws, he then passed it back to her, took off his hat and started to pick some berries.

“So... what are these berries called?” Fuzzy asked.

Joxter shrugged “I have no clue.”

“Who taught you these things, then?”

“I taught myself naturally through trial and error, I suppose.”

“Oh dear, that sounds awful! You must have gotten sick so many times!“

“Just a couple of times but I’m fine,” he picked the good berries and Fuzzy did the same. After a while, they've collected a good amount of berries and Joxter stopped “I think that’s good for now, got to leave some for other creatures of course, and there’s a crab apple tree not too far from here.”

“A crab apple tree?” echoed the Fuzzy.

“Crab apples are like small apples that are more sour but edible nonetheless, I like them and in the early spring they're so tiny you can just chew on them and spit out the core once the flavor is gone.“

“Oh how interesting- except for the spitting part... that sounds sort of... well, icky.“

“My bad, that was a bit gross to mention,“ Joxter replied. Fuzzy started to eat some of the berries she picked earlier as they walked together, enjoying the nature around them.

They eventually found the crab apple tree, it wasn’t too tall of a tree, it was rather small and so were the apples hanging on it, Joxter picked one of the apples and tossed it to Fuzzy “Here, try one.” he said, and so she did

She tasted it for a moment before sticking her tounge out because of how tart it was compared to the sweet berries she had few minutes prior, Joxter chuckled a bit “Well, it isn’t for everyone, I guess!“

“It’s so sour...!“ she mumbled.

“Hahah! Oh, also the last thing I can teach you about today is probably fishing.“

“Fishing?” replied the Fuzzy “Do you have a fishing rod at all?”

“I don’t like to use fishing rods, I prefer to use my claws. Or a net too, but I don’t have the net with me, so I’ll be teaching you how to fish with your paws!”

Fuzzy looked surprised and worried “Oh but I’ll be awful at it, I know it!”

“Not unless you try it!“ replied the Joxter giving her a little pat on the back “How about this: you sit by the stream and watch how I do it, and if you feel like you want to try it say the word and I’ll help you, alright?”

Fuzzy smiled and nodded. Joxter put the rest of the berries that were in her bowl into his hat because he was planning on using the bowl she had to put the fish in before going to the nearest river.

Frankly, it seemed like he wanted to impress her, he rolled up his pant legs and his jacket sleeves as well as he glared to see into the water. Fuzzy sat there watching and eating more berries. Joxter attempted to catch a fish, he messed up on the first few tries until he finally caught one! The one he caught was quite a fighter so it flipped around trying to get away from him, Fuzzy smiled and cheered him on “Great job Joxter! It’s a big one too!”

Joxter was going to try and break the fish's neck with his paws to get it to stop moving but it was too slippery to break so he bit into it instead to stop it, Joxter held it in his mouth and gave Fuzzy a thumbs up as the fish stopped its motion slowly. Fuzzy was grossed out and terrified by seeing the poor fish die in front of her like that, Joxter went over to her and saw the fear on her face.

“What’s wrong?” muffled the Joxter with the fish still in his mouth.

“I-I’ve never seen someone kill a fish with their teeth like that-“

“Oh.“ mumbled the Joxter before taking the fish out of his mouth “Guessing it’s a bad thing then? I really should have brought a pocket knife with me or something- a lady shouldn’t have had to see that.“ he proceeded to put the fish in the bowl.

Fuzzy fidgeted with her paws “Oh no it’s alright, you did what you had to! It was rather impressive how you caught it like that, though.”

“Do you want to catch one too? I promise you won’t have to kill it like I did, I’ll do that part if you like.”

“Hmmm... Well... no, not yet. I think I need to watch a bit longer.”

"Alright, suit yourself.“ replied the Joxter.

“Oh but since you're catching fish I promise I’ll make dinner for us later! It’ll be nice!”

“Really? Well then! Is that your way of asking me out on a dinner date then?” he joked as he got back into the water.

Fuzzy stammered and her face went red “N-no! Excuse me, sorry, It’s just to show my gratitude, is all.”

Joxter chuckled light-heartedly “I’m kidding! I know that! Trust me, you can get much better than me.“ he then tried to grab another fish but this time it bounced out of his paws and smacked him in the face causing him to stumble backwards.

“J-Joxter?!” Said the fuzzy worriedly, she quickly went into the water trying to hold her skirt as she helped the wet Joxter up “Oh goodness I’m so sorry, I distracted you! Are you okay?” she asked.

“I must be fine since an angel just helped me up-“ said the Joxter in a smartass teasing tone, Fuzzy's face went bright red and she let go of his paw.

“I’m just happy you're okay! But... do you really think I look like an Angel...?” she asked sheepishly, flustered.

“Well- I-“ stammered Joxter not thinking she would take it seriously, he was suddenly cut off when Fuzzy accidently stepped on a fish that swam by causing her to stumble and fall into the water aswell and Joxter quickly helped her up.

“Are you okay, Fuzzy?”

“I-I’m ok I think... Oh goodness my only dress is all wet and gross now- what am I to do?” She said worriedly, holding up her dress.

“Well, we could simply sit here try to catch fish and have fun for once. Just dumb fun splashing eachother!” he said as he splashed her a tiny bit with his foot.

The Fuzzy didn't reply. She seemed a bit upset thinking about this little slip up of her's. Rather embarassed aswell, Joxter felt bad and went closer to her “Hey, I’m sorry- it’s alright! I’m sure we can figure something out and I’ll set up a fire back near the tin so you can dry off-“ he tried to reassure her then a little smirk started to cross her face and before joxter knew it she splashed him.

“Fuzzy!” He said rather surprised at the turn of events and the two playfully splashed eachother and laughed on about it. After they stopped, Joxter tried to teach Fuzzy how to fish. At first, she was scared to touch the slimy creatures but eventually she got the hang of it, though she kept dropping them every time she picked one up, Joxter helped her catch them again before they got away and they managed to catch about 3 more fish on top of the first one Joxter caught. Joxter got out of the water and gave Fuzzy a paw to help her out aswell, she was still smiling even if she was shivering from her wet clothes.

“Well today was fun, wouldn't you say?” said the joxter trying to squeeze out the extra water from the ends of his wet clothing. He was rather happy, he was the happiest he’s ever been, in fact.

“T-Today was amazing!” stuttered the Fuzzy through chattering teeth.

“Here, let’s get back to the tin so I can set up a fire for you, I don’t want you to catch a cold.”

“T-thank you- I really wish I brought an extra dress or two with me when I left home...“

Joxter helped her out of the water and just... felt warm, strangely, despite the slight wind hitting his wet clothes and skin he felt warm and light like freshly baked bread, or rather on the inside like he had butterfly’s in his stomach.

“You don’t have anything dry to wear?” asked the Joxter.

“N-no... but I’ll be fine!” said the Fuzzy, trying not to cause a fuss.

“Once I get the fire started you can just rest and try to warm up, there's something I have to do first- I’ll be back soon after.”

The Fuzzy raised an eyebrow but agreed to it nonetheless, they got back to there area in the woods and Joxter helped fuzzy set up a fire before leaving to run the errand.

Joxter decided it would be best to ask Mymble if she had any extra dresses or something that Fuzzy could wear for the time being, he decided that along the way he should maybe see if anyone was careless enough to leave any clothes hanging out in the open that he could 'borrow'.

He walked to Mymble's house and knocked on the door, taking a few cautious steps back from it this time since he didn’t want to be trampled by the stampede of kids again. This time mymble just opened the door looking rather tired.

Joxter was surprised none of her kids followed her out “Hey Mymble, where're the kiddos?”

“Taking a nap for once.“ she said rather happily in a shushed tone “Why are you wet? Did you try taking a bath with your clothes on?”

“I fell into a stream while fishing, I was wondering if you had any extra dry dresses you would be willing to let me borrow.”

“Never took you as the cross-dressing type but sure!” joked the Mymble.

“No no, it’s for a friend of mine who fell into the river with me-“

“A friend?” asked the Mymble, surprised.

“I know what you're thinking-“

“Oh how wonderful! Listen Joxter, I don’t care if you have more than one partner, I would be a hypocrite if I didn’t let you, you should bring her- or him... them? Anyways, do bring them over some time!”

“Now hold on, more than one partner? Mymble we aren’t partners, and I just said Fuzzy's just a friend! She isn’t my partner-!“

“Oh so her name is Fuzzy? How nice! And you're right, we aren’t dating, we’re parents!” said the Mymble cheerfully as she stepped outside the house.

“Wait, what?!” replied the Joxter, going wide eyed.

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you, dear! I’m pregnant and I know it’s yours since you're the only man I’ve seen in months now, and I’m thrilled! I feel like... you’ve been the only one to stay around this long and we have a connection... I think this is the last kid I plan on having, atleast for a while.“

“Mymble, please stop for a moment- if this is a joke you have to stop-“

“Joxter, it’s not a joke... you're not happy..?”

“N-no! Yes? I don’t know! This is so sudden! I didn’t even consider us dating!”

“You didn’t? But we spent so much time together!”

“I know and now I feel awful!”

“... Jox...” sighed the Mymble.

“Mymble, I’m sorry I just... I’ll be here for you and the kid of course! It’s just... gosh this is a lot...so this is why Moomin thought you and I where settling down, eh...?“

“Joxter, I love you, you know that right...?”

“I know and that’s why I feel awful about all of this! I... I love you to it’s just... I’m not ready to love or be loved, not right now atleast... I don’t think... At least I didn’t think so until recently- and I’m just... just barely starting to consider dating again! And I’m certainly I’m not prepared to be a father! I’ll be awful at it!”

“I’ve seen how you are with my kids, you're wonderful with them! They absolutely adore you! I know it’ll be hard but you’ll be a good father-“

“But Mymble the kids are just... so smothering it’s so much for me! I like my space!”

“I know you do! You won’t have to stay here everyday you know! I’m not expecting to keep you tied down, especially since you have your other girlfriend-!”

“MYmBle she's NOT MY GIRLFRIEND-“ he said defensively.

“If she wasn’t you wouldn't be throwing a fit like this-“ she tried to say lightheartedly as she hugged him close for a moment despite him being damp with river water “It’s alright to be like this you know.“

“Confused, worried, in love, with more than one person at once, it’s just polyamory- and I’m fine with it and as long as the girl you like is ok with it then there’s no problem, you’ll be able to split your time with me and her if you’d like you know, we could come up with something!” she said positively.

“IM nOt-...” Joxter then quickly went quiet and had a look on his face, the sort of look of pure thought and confliction “I... I'm still in denial about all of this...” he mumbled.

“Understandable.“ replied the mymble “You have time to think about all of this, alright darling? For now let me lend you those dresses for the lady friend of yours. Fuzzy, was it?”

“Yeah, it’s Fuzzy.” Joxter continued mumbling.

"Well, if you ever decide to bring Fuzzy over and explain what you want to her, make sure she knows I'd welcome her with open arms and share you with her!“ she said joyfully before going inside and retrieving a few dresses.

Joxter was still in disbelief and thought to himself “I’m going to be a father... I'M GOING TO BE A FATHER! SHIT, I'M GOING TO BE A FATHER? For heaven's sake this is all too much! I love mymble but- I think I have a thing for Fuzzy to- you think? No you know you do! You haven’t felt this way for a long time! You felt that weird flutter in your stomach all over again earlier! Just like... how you used to be with Muddler... she makes you feel just like he used to- you're already attached to her! Is it only because she reminds you of Muddler or is it because you do sincerely like her company? Why are you debating this! Of course you like her company! Even if she reminded you of Muddler in the very beginning that’s not the only reason you like her now! She’s kind and thoughtful and gentle and she’s such great company once she’s gotten out of her shell a bit! What if she’s not ok with this whole polyamory thing...? Does this mean Mymble and I are official? God I wish I had at least made it 'official' in a more romantic way- what was I thinking!” His thought was cut off by Mymble putting a paw on his shoulder.

“Here Jox, some dry dresses! Just take your time to process this all, the baby won’t be born for another 7 or 6 months anyway so you have time to think about what You want to do. Just keep me in the loop, alright?” Mymble said gently.

Joxter gulped for a moment and gave a nod “Thank you Mymble...”

“Anytime dear.“ she gave him a kiss on the forhead and Joxter gently hugged her and stood on the tips of his toes to give her a kiss on the cheek.

“I’ll... think about it...“

Joxter then slowly walked home with the dresses in hand... muddled and baffled by it all, he then saw some dry clothes hanging on a wire outside of someone's home, the clothes in question were a dark blue jacket and some brown pants. He took them and booked it out of there back to the can, when he got there Fuzzy was humming a gentle tune while she cooked some fish over the fire in a frying pan.

Joxter looked at her and his cheeks went red with the thought of his feelings towards her being apparent coming to mind.

“Hey Fuzzy, I’m back.“

“Oh wonderful! Dinner almost ready!“ her dress was still damp but not drenched like before.

“I got a dress for you to wear while yours dries.“

“Oh! Thank you Joxter! But where did you get it?”

“Uhm... a friend of mine let me borrow them once she heard the situation- they might be a bit big on you, though.”

“And by 'borrow' you mean steal...?”

“Oh no no! But the jacket and pants for myself here I did steal-“

“Oh goodness-“ said fuzzy as she thought of the idea of stealing though she didn’t say much more about it since who was she to judge? Then she took one of the red dresses. “Well I’m going into the tin to get changed, thank you again for this!“

"You're welcome.“ replied Joxter with a faint smile. The Fuzzy then went to do what she said she would and joxter sat there by the fire to warm up a bit.

Meanwhile, Fuzzy slipped off her damp dress and put on the dry one, in the privacy of the tin can she was starting to gush to herself over Joxter and how silly and layed back he is, by how sweet he is! To her he was perfect- though his smell and the way he dressed could be improved, it wasn’t to bad and she didn’t mind those flaws! she was certain she had found true love and was hyped, but she was worried her feelings would make things weird so she decided to wait it out the best she could.

She got out of the can in the red dress that was a few sizes too big on her but it was cozy at least. She retrieved two plates and some silverware from the can before bringing it back to the fire so she could serve herself and Joxter the dinner of fish she had had been roasting, she noticed Joxter was lost in thought and interrupted him.

“Sorry, but uhm... would you like me to make you a plate...?”

“Hm-“ said Joxter suddenly snapping out of thought “Oh sure! Thank you! Did you really cook all this yourself?”

“Indeed I did! And I made some fresh berry juice as well with some sugar, water and honey.”

Joxter smiled “how resourceful. Hold on a moment as I go get changed too.“ he took the dry clothes he had for himself and went to the can to change.

“A bit uncomfortable, but it’ll have to do until my clothes dry.“ he said as he came back to the fire and sat down.

Fuzzy looked over to him and smiled “You look rather dashing in that shade of blue...”

“You really think so...?” replied the Joxter.

“Indeed.” answered the Fuzzy before starting to eat.

And things where going wonderful.

Just wonderful...

But wonderful things don’t always stay wonderful.

[flowerbloom-arts]

Wilder trio! (plus Hodgkins and Fuddler)