#im so proudz

[skittlewaffle]

👭 or ♨️ for any self-ship :D

I didn’t know what to do with 👭, so I did ♨️!!

Brace yourself, this one’s longer than I expected, and I’m on my phone in bed and can’t go to my computer to add a cut cause I’m too lazy :))

Here we go!!!

♨️- Imagine your f/o trying and failing to make a perfect surprise night for you, and maybe you found out by accident or something else went wrong, but in the end you tell them how much you appreciated all of their effort and then the kissy thing happens

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From one of the dorms in Little Homeworld, the clashing of pots and pans, miscellaneous cat noises, and squeaking could be overheard. Spinel was inside, trying to do something sweet for her love. She vividly remembered the excitement she felt within her gem as her best friend Steven had described to her the meaning of this special day humans celebrated every year: Valentines Day. And when he said that it was coming very soon, she was totally filled with butterflies. There was no way the pink gem would pass up this opportunity to show Ametrine her affection.

A few months ago, Spinel sat in on a baking class in Little Homeschool. While gems didn’t need this kind of education for themselves, cooking and baking was a great way to connect with human culture and to help those beings who need food to survive, or just to enjoy. Spinel was immediately hooked; she loved sweets of all kinds. And now, here she is in the kitchen, clad in a chef’s hat and apron, doing her best to bake her girlfriend a nice Valentines cake. The place was a mess of batter, flour, and sugar. Measuring cups, cookie cutters, whisks, and silverware were scattered across the counter and on the floor, indicating that the gem clearly had no idea what to use in this process. Maybe it would’ve been a good idea to grab a cookbook first...

Her ringed magenta eyes shifted around the room. Of course she noticed the mess. Powder, syrup, and frosting were all over her hair; the apron she wore seemed to do little to protect her clothes. She was rushed, panicking because Ametrine was gonna be home soon! Not even the batter was ready; the measurements were wrong and it wasn’t mixed all the way, for she neglected to use the proper tools. Indeed, she had just learned the hard way that using her hand like a propeller on cake mix was not the way to go.

Letting out a frustrated whine at the clock, she quickly dumped the mess of ingredients into a tray and popped it in the oven, not even setting the timer, but winging it. Meanwhile, she stretched three limbs at once to scoop up the utensils on the floor and throw them into the sink. Then one hand grabbed a broom, the other grabbed a rag, and her pointed foot turned the faucet water on to soak the rag.

She was a cleaning machine, but a malfunctioning one. The sweeping of the broom caused clouds of powder to rise up and attach to the walls and fridge, the damp rag beneath her squeaky foot caused slipping hazards, and her other hand abandoned its role of gathering the finishing ingredients just to tug on one of her pigtails. It was as if the image of this kitchen was an outward projection of her mind in this moment — a mess.

But all this chaos wasn’t for nothing. The task at hand must be completed for the sake of her special girl! Dropping the cleaning tools, she turned the temperature up and rushed for the bag of frosting along with other toppings.

Switching her gaze from the clock to the cake inside the oven, she nervously tapped her feet and crossed her arms. Growing impatient, the pink gem clenched her teeth and yanked the tray from the oven, dropping it onto the counter and turning the oven off. After taking a moment to breathe and relax as best she could, she looked down at that ugly cake and took the bag of frosting in both hands. Hopefully it’ll look better if she just covered it up a bit with sugary flavor!

She couldn’t have been more wrong. It looked awful. Still, she proceeded to grab the container of purple sprinkles.

Just then, footsteps could be heard at the door, freezing Spinel. A familiar singsongy voice called, “I’m home!~”

In pure shock of the reality that time was up, Spinel accidentally squeezed the container, causing its top to fall off. Down the sprinkles poured, forming a tiny mountain on the cake. She could just barely suppress her panicked shriek into a small peep as she tried to even out the purple particles.

The apartment door opened to reveal Ametrine, smiling and waving. “Hi, sweetie! I just...” She opened her eyes and lowered her hand a bit.

Spinel stood in front of her, quickly turning around with the cake, if it should even be called one. The pink gem chuckled nervously, sweat drops clearly visible as she hesitantly raised the cake to her.

Ametrine blinked once, then twice; she was in total shock right now. Her focus went from her nervous girlfriend to the messy kitchen. The silence obviously being uncomfortable to the pink gem, the other approached her as gently as she could. “S-Spinzie, what happened here?”

Spinel hunched over with a sigh, her arms quivering and falling limply to the floor, the tray holding the failed attempt of a cake clattering softly against the floor. Stressed tears started tracing their way down her black markings. “Aughh.. I’m so sorry Trines. I tried to do somethin’ special for you, but I... I messed up again!”

Ametrine leaned to the side to view the kitchen. “No kidding.” At that, a sniffle could be heard from the poor toon, making the musician quickly reach her hands out to her. “I-I didn’t mean it like that..!” Hesitating only a moment, Ametrine gently placed her fingers beneath Spinel’s chin to make her look up, teary-eyed. Smiling, she lovingly brushed her thumb against her cheek to wipe the tears away.

“Sweetie...~ It was very thoughtful of you to do all this for me. Thank you.”

Spinel’s irises, marked with a melancholy twinkle, quivered, as she didn’t know what to think of this. “B-But.. Sugah... I didn’t even get to make you a propeh cake.” Most of her arms still coiled in a pile on the floor, she stretched them more to present the pile of unmixed batter and frosting to her girlfriend once more, an embarrassed chuckle in her voice as she averted her gaze. “I mean, wouldja really call this a cake? Heh...”

Ametrine tilted her head, scooping a piece onto her finger. Spinel, knowing she’d try it and hate it, shied away and shut her eyes tightly, not wanting to see her reaction. But instead, she felt a smear on her face, making her eyes open wide. Immediately afterwards, she was surprised by a kiss on her cheek, same where the sample of cake was. Her face darkening with a blush, she looked up at Ametrine, who licked her lips. “I think it’s pretty sweet~”

If Spinel’s eyes could form hearts right now, they would. Her shocked look turned into a playful smirk. “Gonna play it that way, huh?~” Her arms retracting to their normal length, she scooped up a handful of undercooked cake. Ametrine giggled before running behind the counter, commencing a game of cake tag. “Oh, you can’t run from me, Dollface!~”

Before they knew it, the cake was out of the tray and all over them. They both lay there on the kitchen tile (due to the slipping hazards), exhausted from their little game, full of baking jokes, flirts, “snowball fights,” and kisses. It turned out Spinel’s baking disaster wasn’t all for the worse; in fact, it drew her closer to Ametrine than she had imagined it with a perfect cake and spotless kitchen. Still, she’d make it a goal to attend the baking classes from here on out. But right now, she was just happy to be close to her boo.

“Love you, Slinky.”

“Love ya too, Canary.”

[alttplink-moved]

This is not meant to be truthing of any kind, this is just a self-indulgent headcanon of the character!!! (also don't repost nor tag as genderbend <3)

@booville @cocoabeean ummm ok ok i incorporatedz my headcanonz of c!tommy being transfem n mexican into the design (explainingz them clothes style n them more femenine style (?) used to draw her)

and i also honestlys kinda debated whetherz to like add the poncho or them bandana but i endedz up added themz both (tho i thinkz im gonna remove the poncho?? idk) n also im tryna like to improves them handz n feet cuz they look kinda chunky

oh yeahz n im like not,,, satisfied withz how them scars look or where i positionedz them but eh ills work on that later lmaooo but like overall im proudz of how it looks like rn!!

for nowz i only have ctommyz design on paper (since im not really that goodz at digital art) n it isnt coloured either because i didnt want to accidentallyz mess it up, so for now this is all i have about her design!! hopes yall like it as muchz as i do :]

[dearreputation]

SHES SO PROUD. IM SO PROUDz THIS IS A PROUD MOMENT!