#maybe cuz I'd written Teddy's and started to get back in the groove?

[skelemira]

Whew, exams are still kicking my butt xD I know it’s super cliche coming from me bc I’m, well, me, but could I get some platonic Kiki fluff? Ooor, if you’re not vibing with that, some Teddy fluff? Both of them give me the serotonin I desperately need when I’m so tired lol

Hehehehehehehehehee

B o t h

I shall do you one better, oh beloved bestie of mine. I shall do....

And just because we were talking about him the other day, I shall begin with Teddy (for context, Teddy is Queenie's version of Horrortale Sans that will eventually be introduced in their fic Like a Song Beneath the Violence which I will take every opportunity to plug it's only just begun and I adore it, also gonna plug their AO3 it is The_Angst_Queen please check her out anyways lol back to writing~)

(also just a note that requests are still open and they're pretty much always open, it's just a matter of how long it'll take me to get to them, so feel free to pop by and throw something in my ask box!!)

A Pillow? Nah, I'm the Whole Bed

You were exhausted, to say the least. After 5 exams, 2 final projects, and 3 papers, there was nothing left in your mental reserves other than the energy to move your body and recognize basic shapes. For instance, big comfy shape on couch in front of box making noises and flashing colours. Colours and noise in background on comfy shape means good rest, so you shuffled forward, not unlike a zombie, until you reached said comfy shape. You didn't have enough brainpower to figure out how to climb on top of the shape, so you kind of just stood there hoping someone would take pity on you, bumping pathetically against the shape. Thankfully, someone did take pity on you, but that someone was the..... Shape? The shape mumbled something as they (he? Voice was deep and rumbly) lifted you up onto the top of the shape, laying you down. Unfortunately, you were beyond recognizing speech at the time, and the comfort level (combined with the rumbling voice being very purr-like) of laying there was too great and you drifted off to sleep so quickly one could call you a racecar.

Unbeknownst to you, Teddy was holding in tears at how adorable you were right now. You had stumbled into the room as he was laying on the couch with the TV on, and he watched as you shuffled your way towards the couch, your eyes not even fully open. You bumped against him, clearly extremely out of it and not even recognizing him, and he held in a chuckle as he took pity on you and lifted you up to put you on top of him, your favourite nap spot.

As he lifted you, he couldn't help but make a pun, even knowing you were beyond comprehending it right now, "couldn't... take a nap... without your... teddy bear... huh..?" He couldn't hold back his snicker on that one, even as he got the tingling in the back of his memory and he felt like he'd used that pun before. Oh well, good puns were meant to be reused.

The second he laid you down fully, still snickering slightly from the pun, he could quite literally see you conk out from exhaustion. His ever-present grin drooped down just a tad, hating how you worked yourself to this point, even as he cooed at how adorable you were when you were sleepy. He didn't need his notebook to tell him that he'd talked to you about this issue before, not because he remembered, but he knew you and he knew that this was probably a regular thing. Maybe not to this level every time but.. he shook his head, clearing his thoughts and his frown. Even in your exhaustion, you had stirred slightly in your sleep, reacting to the worried intent he was giving off, so he forced himself to stop thinking about your exhaustion and try to focus on the TV. Something random was playing, he had forgotten what he had originally been watching, but by the looks of it a reality show was playing, something about.... Catching up with somebody...? Keeping up with someone? Oh well, it was something mindless and it didn't matter anyway. Teddy could feel himself succumbing to the comfy couch and the warmth of your body and he, too, quickly drifted off to sleep.

(You can bet that someone took pictures of the two of you napping together and you can ALSO bet that they're adorable. You may or may not be drooling in them~)

Hours later, you felt yourself being shaken awake gently. Your eyes slowly peeled open and shapes were brought into focus until you recognized Teddy in front of you. Still insanely groggy, you rubbed your eyes and sat up gingerly, stretching until you felt a bit more awake.

"hey..... cupcake... was just wondering.... if you had.... eaten yet... got... worried..." Teddy scratched the back of his neck, his one eyelight on your stomach, as if waiting for it to growl in response.

You'd be lying if you said your heart didn't melt a little after hearing that. You had woken up a little grumpy from not getting enough sleep yet, but after hearing that, who on earth could stay mad at that face? You confessed to him that you hadn't, in fact, eaten yet and you would love to go eat with him, causing the gentle giant to widen his eyesockets in instant worry (ignoring your reassuring in the background that you had eaten at least a snack earlier) and sweep you up into his arms, carting you into the kitchen.

You snuggled into him, still drowsy, and almost fell asleep from the comforting safety of his arms around you and the gentle hum of his soul in your ears. You could have gotten drunk off this feeling of being loved.

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Alrighty!!! So that turned out way longer than I thought it would lol but uh yeah! So now onto Kiki beloved~ as usual, my brand of fluff tends to be very ambiguous when it comes to whether it's platonic or romantic (at least to me??? But I totally don't have trouble distinguishing them anyway nope aha) but since you specifically asked for platonic I'll try to lean it more towards that end a bit more!!! So without further ado........

Showing You Off

"That darned RACCOON!!!!"

You were at the end of your rope with this pesky raccoon that kept stealing your art!!! Sure, you mostly made digital art, but when you made traditional art, you were really proud of how they turned out!!!! But every time you let your guard down, one of your pieces would go missing!! You'd never actually... Seen the raccoon take an art piece of yours, but you did see him break into your house one night and rummage through your garbage!! So that sneaky raccoon must be the culprit behind your missing artworks, though you have no idea what a raccoon would want with your art pieces. To be fair, though, you also didn't know why this raccoon specifically went through your garbage when your neighbors were professional chefs and their trash never got raided. You.... Were getting off topic. You were working on a new art piece, this one digital, when you heard a splashing sound come from your living room. Given that you lived alone, and the fact that you heard this exact same noise every week, you figured Ink, or Kiki as you affectionately called him, had stopped by.

Aaaaaand speak of the devil, he burst through your doorway, Broomy in one hand and a stack of papers in the other. That spilled all over your floor when he lost control of the stack. Because of course.

You rolled your eyes playfully. "Hey, Kiki, what's up?"

Ink opened his mouth excitedly, ignoring the papers scattered around him..... And promptly shut it, a confused look overtaking his skull. He sighed, setting Broomy down to rest next to your desk, making you warily eye the ink close to dripping on your notebooks you kept your writings in. You waited patiently as Ink read over the notes on his scarf, used to this sort of experience with him. As you waited, you bent down to start picking up some of the papers he scattered, not wanting their pristine white to be sullied by any ink or dirt around the place. Just as you were picking up the last paper and stacking it up neatly, Ink finally exclaimed, "Aha!!!" With no further explanation, he scooped up Broomy, making an ink portal beneath you and the papers, leaving you to freefall to the sound of rustling papers.

Well this was new, usually he would at least tell you where he's taking you before he abruptly decided it was time for you to leave. Finally you arrived at his Doodlesphere, a favourite hangout of both you and Ink. For some reason, the space just calmed you, taking away the racing thoughts that barred you from reaching your ideas sometimes and allowing you to nurture those ideas. Some of your best writing and artwork had come from in here and---

You recognized that piece laying on the ground over there. As well you should, since you made it. But you thought the raccoon...

Another one of your pieces. And another. Until you counted and realized all of your missing pieces were here. You opened your mouth to confront Ink about it when you looked over to him and saw him following where your gaze had been and seeing the painting. His skull lit up with recognition, and he bounced over to it.

"oh yeah, that's one of my favourites of yours! Thanks again for letting me display them here, Blue and Dream love looking at them whenever they visit! Plus I've made some really great pieces from them myself, you're a great inspiration!"

Well. Barring the fact that you had, in fact, NOT given him permission to display your pieces here (you chalked it up to him just forgetting to ask you, you wouldn't actually have minded), that was....

Insanely sweet.

You were going to comment, but you saw the familiar confused look on Ink again and decided to save it for later. Interrupting his remembering process only made things worse, you'd learned. Still.... You couldn't get over how sweet this all was, Kiki wanting to show off your artwork to his friends and calling you a "great inspiration"....

But that didn't seem to be what he brought you over for, so then....

"Oh, right!!!" Well, it looks like you'd get your answer. Ink's eyelights lit up a bit brighter as he took a swig from his yellow paints, his freckles brightening up a tad as well. He dragged you over to a seemingly random spot and made the ta-da gesture proudly towards something covered with a sheet, looking a little like a dog who dragged in a muddy stick to show it off. Noticing your confusion, Kiki dropped his hands, looked over to the mystery object and rolled his eyelights, grabbing the sheet and pulling to reveal...

"Oh my.... That is gorgeous, Ink, where did you get it????"

"Ooh ya like it? Found it in a random au and figured you might like it!"

You had to stay strong. He couldn't know how close you were to tears at the gesture, even if he's denser than a rock sometimes.

He got you a gorgeous vintage typewriter. The kind that makes the beautiful clacking noise and creates more of an author vibe than typing on a computer or even writing by hand. You'd always wanted one, but you could just never find the right one. This one though... It fit your vibe perfectly and.... And...

And it looked extremely well-kept for Ink to have just found it.

Even before you opened your mouth, though, Ink started rambling about the typewriter, seeming encouraged by your awestruck look.

"Oh yeah, found it in the window of some thrift shop in some AU, and Blue helped me to fix it up and restore it! That's what the papers were for earlier!" He gestured to the pile of papers that were somehow nearly stacked despite free-falling with you through the ink puddle.

Well you.... You no longer had words. You had to settle for hugging Kiki as tightly as you could and vowing to get this skeleton some of your neighbor's famous chicken vindaloo, extra spicy the way he liked it.

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Ok well as usual these turned out way longer than I meant them too XDDDD but I hope you enjoy honey!!!! And congrats for finishing exams bc ik you'll be done when you read this!!!!!