#oog my silly little man

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Hehe, doodled Nick again, this time for @valentineenjoyer!

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happy (looks at smudged writing on hand) valentines day

full pic on my deviantart, creator of the meme didn’t want crossposts

here’s the explanations tho

Adorable - Shoeshine/Polly -yeah. i don't think anything needs explaining here, they're both silly, they're in love, and they're silly in love. Hot - Riff/Taptap -Riff and Taps are... uh, definitely up there in "amount of carnal thoughts I have." which is what i took it as. they're very, ahem, active in their bedroom; both vers, brat/dom, the Gang's real open and casual about sex, and that's where we'll leave that. Sensible - Tennessee/Chumley -they're roommates. nah, this one is based on me watching some bumpers & scenes for my... my horrible terrible everything rewatch. there were two scenes where Tennessee held Chumley's arm and it just... stuck out to me? two buds don't hold arms like that Sweet - Yak/Baldy -my Yak is incredibly nervous. Baldy is incredibly confident. together, they love eachother so much and encourage eachother to either get out of their comfort zones, or take a chill moment. Potential - Biggie/Odie -i ship this in an "they're exes, and i can't see them rekindling" way, but its the ex that has the potential. i do think Odie has a perfectly reasonable reason to hate Biggie and Itchy, but, like... the relationship they have under a lenses of "we used to be so close. we used to love eachother. what happened to him?" oog. Healthy - well... -i couldn't think of a ship that i shipped for the sole reason that they would have a good relationship. there's always something a little deeper, more complex, that they would do together or have in common. so, imagine whatever you want here. New - Lois/Tooter/Black Bark -i came up with this one last year during pride month. i was coloring in Tooter's flag, and it was going to be an ally flag, but then I looked at my character list... and remembered who Black Bark was.... and immediately started crafting a romantic story about Tooter discovering himself and realizing that he is in love with this man he idolizes, a man he idolizes so much that he always asked Mr. Wizard to make Black Bark his rival in imagine spots, because Tooter believed he could do absolutely anything. -so no one but Tooter was surprised, obviously. his father Mr Wizard, being polyam himself, encouraged Tooter to look into it and maybe date both Lois and Bark, if that's what he wanted. so now they're in a triad (Lois & Bark are friends, so their dating is really in between "dating" and "friendship," but both are dating Tooter.) Canon - Underdog/Polly -read Shoeshine/Polly Understanding - Biggie/Itchy -not in canon. but, well, feeling constantly overshadowed and being abused your whole life, hoping desperately to become something larger than you are, and being raised in a poor household where it seems like crime is the only thing you can do with your life, because  what else could you be good for? it gets to you. good thing Big and Itchy have eachother. Different - Crimp/Oak -Crimp is an e-boy. Oak is a hard workin man. can i make it any more obvious? Oak was a punk, Crimp did ballet, what more can i say? Same - Tennessee/Jerboa -imo, Tennessee and Jerboa are the same person. Jerboa is just a little more, well, eager to jump the gun and go straight to cheating, while Tux will do a little lying but ultimately do an honest job. so, yeah, they'd get along famously if they could just put their egos on the shelf for a minute. and i chose to believe that they do. Subtext - Stringer/Tubby -(gets out my string board) i have a few crackpot theories about the Beagles, the cartoon. for the longest time i thought the song Man in the Moon was literally referring to falling in love with the Man in the Moon ("way up above me / he's made to love me" sounding like gay sex vs it being "way up above me / he made you love me" sounding like wingmanning.) it's not, but that's the first part. the second part is in Humpty Dumpty, where Stringer and Tubby are sleeping in the same bed together, which is what this pic is based on. -my crack theory goes that the canon versions of Stringer and Tubby were a gay couple, and even if it wasn't stated, it was horribly obvious. thus when it performed poorly compared to the Beatles cartoon, there was enough reason to bury it in obscurity almost completely. -.....i'm sure it's not true, but it's neat, isn't it? anyway, my Stringer and Tubby are gay married because of the bed scene. that's all. Fanwork - Dyna + Riff -so... ok. you may be looking ahead and saying "Ale, how come you have Riff in the 'no one else' spot when he's here?" well... it's because i'm a fraud, and this is a friendship. there's not a lot of Underdog fanwork that includes shipping outside of Underdog/Polly, and if there was one, well, it didn't stick with me. until i found.... "Not so Sweet Polly Purebred" on Adult Fanfiction. it's a good fic but let's just say it deserves it's place on adult fanfic. (it has sexual assault, faked suicides and attempted murder in it, for reference.) -anyway, in this fic it has Riff and Dyna as a very horny couple for eachother. i think the scene was Riff trying to feel Dyna up at the pool table. well, both of these people in my world are big big gay, so that surely won't do but them being bffs intrigued me. so, yeah. that's what this ones on. Underrated - Odie/Charlie -Sticky Stuff/Am I Glue is my favorite K&O episode for the sole fact that it has Charlie Amiglue in it (i refuse to say his last name, it sounds too racist). it also has Odie being referred to as "sir" in it, and that made me happy. anyway, there's a scene in that ep where Odie and Charlie go to a romantic-looking restaurant to get lunch together and... i always thought it looked like a date. so in my head, it is. No One Else - Riff/Taptap -RiffTaps is the first genuine ship i've ever actually had for Underdog (..the first first one was me/udog, if ur wondering), so I've had a lot of time to consider and love it. and i have, from all the way back in 2016 when i started shipping these two. you'd think i'd be tired of it by now but i really can't get enough of them, and i can't imagine either one with anybody else. their love for eachother is simply too strong! Why Not - Tennessee/Shoeshine/Polly -from back in my first Underdog Au, Shoeshine and Tennessee have always been really good friends. they had a bromance going on and maybe even a slight bit of romance. but then i doubled down on Underdog hating romance, so it fizzled out. then, a few years later i reopened Underdog up to being demiromantic asexual - he doesn't like sex, but he might fall in love if he's close enough to someone. it's what happened with Polly and in my head at least, sometimes Tux. -Tux and Polly i can go either way on. i like them being bffs and getting coffee and going shopping and doing makeup together. i also like the idea of their first sexy times with the other sex being with eachother, but i'm not fully convinced about them dating. which is fine.

[loveforpreserumsteve]

As We Grow: "ALN" Story (Pre-Serum Omega!Steve and Alpha!Bucky Modern Domestic AU)

Ten:

"Is Squirt coming trick-her-treating?" Sadie excitedly asked as she noticed how Oliver was wearing a fuzzy lion costume.

"Trick OR treating," Mandy corrected as she fixed Harper's Cruella de Vil costume, specifically her two toned wig.

"Well, is he?" Sadie asked while Bucky opened the blue stroller.

"He is!" Steve answered, holding the three month old on his shoulder. Oliver's little coos and oogs muffled as he slobbered over his hands. Steve rubbed his hand over Oliver's back, "I hope that's okay."

"Ya kidding?" Sadie reached up to stroke Oliver's foot. Smiling up at Steve, she said, "I love it!"

"Good," Steve smiled, smoothing his hand over her brown waves. Looking over her costume, he was stumped. It was just a large purple circle that went from her collarbones to her shins. Brows furrowed, Steve asked, "What are you supposed to be?"

Sadie held her arms out in a powerful stance and announced, "A purple polka-dot!"

Quirking a brow, Steve looked over at Mandy who shrugged before returning her attention to her stroller where she was fastening a Dalmatian Gracie. Straightening her posture, she fixed her own Dalmatian costume.

Once Bucky was finished setting up the rear-facing carriage and shook it to make sure that it was secure, Steve placed Oliver in it. Smoothing out his fuzzy Cowardly Lion costume as he strapped the three month old in. With Oliver's big steel-blue eyes staring up at him, Steve made a silly face to make him smile.

"Alright, here's the plan," pink and purple Cheshire Tibby started, releasing the lock on Lucy's stroller, "We hit up Oak Street first since they have the King Size candy bars. Then, we cross over to Shoemaker before rounding back to Maple and ending at Mom and Dad's."

"You say this like we don't already know this," Becca scoffed, taking Sadie's hand in hers. Securing her black witch's hat on her own head, she let Sadie lead the way.

Taking up the rear, Steve nuzzled as close to the Tin Man alpha as he could. Removing one hand from the stroller handle, Bucky draped his arm along Steve's shoulders. Softly, Bucky asked, "Are you warm enough?"

Steve nodded and made another silly face at Oliver, getting the baby to giggle. Fondly, Steve wrapped his arm around Bucky's waist and reminded, "We met a year ago today."

"I know," Bucky chuckled, holding Steve closer before kissing his temple. "Happy one year."

Steve shook his head, looking up at the brunet, "We didn't get together officially until January."

"But I was already in love with you by Friendsgiving," Bucky argued as they paused in front of a house.

Harper, Sadie, and Gracie raced up to the house. The woman greeted them with a large smile and placed candy into their bags. As the girls raced back to the family, Steve decided that he liked the idea of having their anniversary on his favorite holiday.

"You know what," Steve decided, smiling up at Bucky, "Happy anniversary."

Flashing him Steve's favorite grin, Bucky ducked down to press a quick kiss to his lips. When he pulled away, that dopey grin remained on Bucky's handsome face and Steve couldn't hope for, "Many years to come."

"You read my mind," Steve smiled, standing on his tiptoes to kiss him again.

Pausing at the next house, Steve noticed that Camila wasn't going up to the houses. Steve tugged on her unicorn onesie and asked the recently turned twelve year old, "Why aren't you getting candy?"

"I'm too old," Camila solemnly answered. "It'd be like you going up there."

Challenge accepted; Steve's mind decided. Determined, Steve smirked and unclipped Oliver who was talking his cute little baby gibberish. Holding the infant close, he headed up to the house while the younger girls received candy from the nice beta man.

"Trick or treat," Steve announced.

The man looked over Steve's Scarecrow costume and smiled when he saw Oliver's Cowardly Lion costume. Kindly, the man assumed, "First Halloween?"

"That easy to tell?" Steve chuckled, moving Oliver so the man could see him better.

"Oh, goodness, look at those eyes!" The older man cooed at the baby.

"Oh, I know," Steve agreed, smiling down at his son, still convinced that Oliver was the most well-behaved baby there ever was.

"Well," the man handed him a King Size Snickers bar, "Since this is their first Halloween and all."

"Thank you," Steve accepted the candy and walked with the girls back to their family. Triumphantly, he handed the chocolate to Camila and winked at her. Knowing that she wanted to get candy but had only been staying back with the adults because before Violet went to the Halloween party she had been invited to, she made a comment about how they were both too old to go trick-or-treating.

Since he was already holding Oliver, Steve continued to as the family headed for the next house. This time though, he and Oliver stayed back as all four girls ran up to ask for candy.

"Thank you," Dum Dum told Steve, happy that his daughter was now participating and acting like the child she still was.

"Of course," Steve waved off while self-deprecatingly teasing himself, "I trick-or-treated until I graduated high school."

The group laughed at that, and Becca informed, "So did Bucky!"

"Alright," Steve high-fived his alpha while Bucky playfully defended himself, "I took Tibby trick-or-treating, so it doesn't count!"

"Just accept that you were a loser," Becca teased.

"Yeah," Mandy good-naturedly joined in, "Steve's met you! So, there's no need to try and keep up the façade!"

Steve chuckled and Bucky feigned offense. Ducking his head, Steve nuzzled Oliver further while Bucky defended himself, "I got free candy for years after you guys. So. There."

Pulling his face back just in time to watch Bucky childishly stick his tongue out at his sisters. Steve couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head. Finding it endearing how, even though Bucky and his sisters were adults with children of their own, they still acted like children themselves. Never fully growing out of those sibling roles. And oddly enough, Steve found it comforting. Hoping that one day, Oliver would know that feeling. Know that love.

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SamBucky + sigh - @sarsaparillaswords​ “Barnes, you’re increasing the carbon dioxide in here by like 80%,” Sam muttered, not even looking up from his newspaper. The ex-assassin had been staring off into space for the last 20 minutes, occasionally heaving the loudest, most put-upon sighs.  “What’s your problem, man? Miss Steve? He’ll be back in a few months...” Bucky made a face. “He keeps texting me. ‘Remember to be nice to Sam, Buck,’ and ‘Are you eating? You should try sushi!’ -- like I haven’t been out in the world longer’n him--” “So why the dramatic sighing, Barnes?” Bucky didn’t say Because I was just remembering how your eyes look in the sun. Instead, he said “Was thinking about cats.”

“Cats?” “Yeah. You know when they stare at the air all creepy-like?” “...yeah?” “What if they’re seeing ghosts?” Sam took his coffee out on the balcony, trying hard not to react to Bucky’s stupid snorting laugh.

“Jesus Christ, Bucky, sigh any more and we’ll get condensation on the windows.” Bucky risked a sideways at Sam, taking in the muscles of his arms as he moved his hand from the gearstick to the steering wheel. That purple t-shirt was going to be the death of him. He unconsciously sighed again. The way you smiled at me when I made you coffee makes me want to be the one to make it for you every morning for the rest of our lives. “Barnes. What is it?” “If mermaids are half-human--” “Bucky, what the fuck--” “Wouldn’t their skin get all wrinkly and like... slough off?” “Barnes, that’s disgusting.” Sam wrinkled his nose as he glanced over his shoulder, signalling to change lanes. He frowned a little. Dammit, why didn’t mermaid skin get all fucked up? “We can google it.”

“What’s with the sigh now?” It had become a sort of game by now; since Bucky wasn’t becoming any less enamoured with Sam, his pining and sighing wasn’t going anywhere. At least it was fun to make up a new reason each time, trying to draw a laugh out of Sam. You loaned me your hoodie last week and it smelled like you and now I don’t want to give it back. Also, I stretched the hell out of it. “In my day, this was a luxury,” Bucky said, gesturing to the bowl of microwave popcorn that they were sharing. Sam hummed thoughtfully. “Because it was expensive?” “Nah, because we only had enough heat to pop one kernel at a time.” “Shut the fuck up, Barnes.” “A bowl this size would take days.” Sam pelted Bucky with a handful of popcorn. “That’s hours and hours of labour, Sam. Ungrateful whippersnapper.” It was the ‘whippersnapper’ that made Sam lose it, leaning against Bucky for support as he shook with laughter. Bucky’s shoulder felt warm long after Sam moved his hand. 

Bucky closed his eyes against the bright sun, enjoying the warmth of the grass beneath him. Sam had insisted that they go to a nearby park and get some fresh air, fearing that they were becoming antisocial shut-ins. He heaved a huge, happy(ish) sigh. “Yeah?” Sam asked from beside him, the amusement apparent in his voice. He enjoyed the silly shit that Bucky came up with to hide whatever was really bothering him. It wasn’t the worst way for him to cope, so Sam didn’t press too much. I thought I heard you crying last night and it took every fibre of my being not to come hold you. “Do you think the first ever human to try cow’s milk was shunned by his tribe?” Sam laughed, rich and happy. Bucky’s heart hurt a little. “Okay, I’ll bite. What the fuck are you talking about?” “Just imagine-- they go over and start sucking on the cow’s udders--” “The rest of the tribe is saying ‘Oog is a freak, man,’” Sam added, making Bucky sputter with surprised laughter. He has a terrible sense of humour. Upgrade this infatuation to love. Shit.

Bucky wasn’t sure how to react when Sam called him to join him on a date. Not like that-- not quite. Sam’s date had stood him up (Bucky seethed at the very idea), and since there was a reservation at a nice restaurant going to waste, Sam had invited him to have dinner. 

“Just come eat some pricey steak and don’t think too much about it,” Sam had said breezily. Bucky had swallowed hard. “Oh...okay.” Now, Bucky was seated across from Sam, and the candlelight was doing wonders for his already attractive features, bringing out his cheekbones and expressive brown eyes. “Damn, not even some good wine and steak can stop the melancholy, Barnes?” Sam said, his smile a little bit forced. Bucky sat up, painfully aware that he’d been staring woefully at Sam and, yes, sighing. “What’s wrong, man? I know you brush it off with jokes, but... something’s bothering you.” It’s you. “It’s you.” Dammit. “I mean-- not like that.” “Then explain, ‘cause that was kind of a shitty thing to say,” Sam said, raising an eyebrow. “I can’t stop thinking about you. And your stupid annoying laugh. And your loud music. And your ugly handsome face.” “My ugly handsome face,” Sam repeated, laughing a little. “I dunno, this is hard for me. Cut me a break.” Sam smiled. “Now, why would I do that?” He signalled to the waiter and Bucky’s heart sank. Sam was eager to leave, and he’d fucked up a perfectly good friendship-- “Can you bring another bottle of wine and... hmm, some garlic bread? And -- Barnes?” Bucky made an inquisitive sound, feeling wrong-footed. Sam’s smile was slow but certain, his eyes holding some mischief in them even by the dim candlelight. “Wanna order dessert? We’re gonna be here a while.”

Bucky sighed, his mouth hot against Sam’s neck. Breathless, Sam laughed softly. “Thought we took care of the sad sighs,” he murmured, his fingers busy undoing Bucky’s shirt buttons. “Mm-mm,” Bucky hummed. “Wasn’t a sad one.” Soon enough, he had Sam sighing in an entirely different way.