#pranks and practical jokes

[caspira-writes-fanfiction]

Saturday Morning Sweets

(ao3 link in title)

The morning was quiet and fuzzy: a lazy Saturday, one of Asmodeus’s favorites. He and Fizz had absolutely nothing planned for the day and Ozzie had every intention of enjoying each second of it. There were no morning alarms, no expectations, no clothes…...and no Fizzarolli. Asmodeus was slowly becoming aware of Fizz’s absence as he became cognizant of the other’s voice calling out for him from down the hall.

“Hey Oz? You’re needed in the kitchen!”

The kitchen. Fizzarolli was in the kitchen. He needed Asmodeus in the kitchen.

Fizzarolli was in the kitchen.

Asmodeus sat up. Ram and Bull yawned but Ozzie was wide awake. Alarm bells rang in his head as he thought about what Fizz was doing. Fizz had no interest in using the kitchen, or so Asmodeus had thought. After the last time he’d tried cooking for them? He’d nearly burnt down the kitchen, and it’d taken nearly an hour in Ozzie’s arms before the poor thing had stopped shaking. What the fuck was he doing in there alone right now? And could Oz smell something burning?

“Ozzie?”

Lust barely had the patience to tie his robe around his waist. He snapped his fingers and appeared in the kitchen.

“Fizz? What’s wrong?”

Fizzarolli was sitting on the counter next to the espresso machine. He was wearing the robe Ozzie had gotten him for their anniversary last week. Long and gold and transparent with hand sewn gold beads decorating Fizz’s body in rows of diamonds. The sleeves trumpeted and were adorned with feathers along the hem. Atop Fizz’s head were a new pair of horns he’d had custom made, also for their anniversary. Black on black lace with gold accenting in the stripes and beadwork. He looked fantastic, he certainly didn’t look like he was in danger.

“I made brownies!”

It was only then that Asmodeus realized that Fizzarolli was holding something in his lap. A square baking pan with foil wrapped over the top. Was that what he smelled burning? He took a deep breath and felt himself settle. There was no danger, Fizz was fine. Fizz had…..cooked for him? That was astonishing and sweet, and took Asmodeus by complete surprise.

“You cooked for me?” Ram and Bull were looking at Fizz with hearts in their eyes. Their favorite little devil stuck his tongue out in reply. Fuck, he was cute.

“You bake brownies, not cook them.”

“You used the stove.”

“Oven.” Fizzarolli corrected. “Asmodeus, how are you allowed to use this kitchen when you don’t know the difference between cooking and baking?”

The Sin chuckled and settled with his hand on his hip. Fizzarolli smiled up at him and extended the tray out his partner.

“Is the dish hot?” Asmodeus asked before he tried taking it from Fizz.

“Metal hands don’t have pain receptors.”

“Which is why I ask. My hands do have pain receptors.”

It was Fizzarolli’s turn to laugh. “You’re fine, Big Daddy. Try one!”

Asmodeus took the pan from Fizzarolli with a playful shake of his head. It was lighter than he expected it to be, but knowing Fizz he’d already eaten half of them. When he peeled back the tinfoil, however, he was met with something much different from what he was expecting. Six letter E’s made out of cardboard lay carefully in the pan.

Confusion was the first and most obvious emotion that crossed the Sin’s face. Bull pouted, having been quite excited for early morning sweets. Asmodeus took one of the cardboard letters out of the pan and held it up to inspect it even closer. The confusion was clear across all three faces.

Fizzarolli’s characteristic clown laugh bounced across the room. “They’re Brown E’s! I made them myself!” He looked so proud. Asmodeus knew that was mostly an act, but he was too fucking cute to ignore. Brown E’s. That was fucking hilarious.

Asmodeus’s face cracked into a large smile and he let out a booming laugh. Fizzarolli joined in, their laughter echoed around the room for the next minute or so. Fizz jumped down from his spot and slinked up to be hanging off of Oz’s shoulder. He looked at Lust with nothing but adoration.

“Thank you, Froggy.” Asmodeus praised after he caught his breath. “You are, as always, fantastic at finding ways to get me out of bed.”

“Hopefully not for too long today. ~It’s our day off~” Fizz winked, he stuck his tongue out as Asmodeus. “But, I did make breakfast.”

"Is that what I smell burning?"

"No!" Fizzarollli hopped from Oz's shoulder. "I made toast earlier."

Ozzie quirked his head at Fizz’s comment. Was this another prank? “Fizzy, you don’t cook.”

Fizz scurried to the island and picked up a pastry box from one of Ozzie’s favorite bakeries as he jumped onto the counter. “Yeah okay so I charged your card, but that counts! Besides, I got your favorite: Sinnamon pull apart dick twists!”

This had to be a prank. Asmodeus had no idea what Fizz was talking about but he was intrigued.

Inside the box were twelve hand twisted miniature loaves of sinnamon swirl bread, each of them uniquely and distinctly phallic. Fizzarolli pulled one out of the box and made a show of licking up the base and wrapping his tongue around the tip. Normally the bread was baked in much larger and non-phallic shaped loaves but Fizz had made a special call to surprise Ozzie today.

“Four of them are even cream filled.” Fizzarolli bit off the tip of his pastry penis and laughed as cream cheese frosting oozed out of the braid, the bread was still warm. Fizz licked his lips and beamed up at Ozzie. “Three.”

Fuck, he’s cute.

Asmodeus bent down and rested his elbows against the island’s counter top so he was eye level with Fizz. He took one of the pastries and popped it into his mouth. He sucked for a moment, moaned, then swallowed the thing in one bite. Oh, that was delicious. The bread really was his favorite, how or why Fizz had managed to get them to do this, Lust didn’t know but he definitely wasn’t complaining. Ozzie couldn’t help the moan that came from him as he tasted the testicle.

“What’s the special occasion?”

Fizz shrugged, he finished his penis in two bites. “We have the day off together. It’s been a while since we’ve had one of those.”

Asmodeus hadn’t thought his jester could get any cuter, but here he was proving him wrong yet again. It had been a while since they’d had a day truly free of responsibility from anything other than the other. Asmodeus hummed and invited Fizz back into his arms. Fizzarolli happily accepted the offer.

“I wanted to do something nice, you know? Start the day off right, really enjoy it.”

Lust pressed his forehead against his love’s. The content hum that rumbled in his chest could’ve been mistaken for a purr. “I couldn’t agree more.”

After breakfast they returned back to bed. They enjoyed their day very much.

[darthbloodorange]

Wyll had spent so long hunting for the perfect acorn, but now he couldn't find it. He slips away from camp to return to the tree to try to find a new one. Shortly into his search, Shadowheart joins him, grinning proudly. She has the acorn, she had caught onto his plans. She accepts his proposal, keeping the acorn, a proposes to him in turn. He walks away from the tree wearing the beautiful golden ring she had slipped onto his finger.

For the: ✦ Wyllmancer Week - Proposal [Day 5]

Word count: N/a - Moodboard Title: Acorns and Rings Rating: Gen Universe: Baldur's Gate 3 Pairings: Shadowheart/Wyll Ravengard Characters: Shadowheart, Wyll Ravengard Warnings: None Major Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Romance, Marriage Proposal, Teasing, Pranks and Practical Jokes, Late at Night, Forests, Rings, Sweet Wyll Ravengard, Soft Shadowheart, Wyll Ravengard Needs a Hug, Selunite Shadowheart, Devil Wyll Ravengard ~ Summery: Wyll had spent so long hunting for the perfect acorn, but now he couldn't find it. He slips away from camp to return to the tree to try to find a new one. Shortly into his search, Shadowheart joins him, grinning proudly. She has the acorn, she had caught onto his plans. She accepts his proposal, keeping the acorn, a proposes to him in turn. He walks away from the tree wearing the beautiful golden ring she had slipped onto his finger.

[all-all0s-eyes]

@tenowls

You make such lovely Murderbot art and one of your pieces (I included a link!) inspired a story! Thank you!

[wangxianficrecs]

exit, pursued by fierce corpse by hauntedotamatone

exit, pursued by fierce corpse

by hauntedotamatone

Not rated, 4k, Wei Wuxian & Wen Ning

Summary: “The Jin clan of Lanling is rich beyond rich,” The second boy whispers, or rather, attempts to whisper. “If we bring them the head of the Yiling Laozu, they’ll have no choice but to reward us!” It’s quite a stupid endeavor, especially for three, unarmed, young masters whose knowledge of combat and heroism likely comes from playhouses alone. - “Wei-gongzi,” Wen Ning whispers, barely louder than the sound of a person breathing and all the more striking when it comes from one who does not. His face is still, the undisturbed waters of a pond, but there is something in his eyes that reminds him of brightness, the shine of a dragonfly skimming the water. - alternatively; wen qionglin, the method actor.

Kay's comments: A fic that's not sugar-coating the life Wei Wuxian and the Wens were living at the Burial Mounds, as they were trying their best to survive. Wen Ning and Wei Wuxian are on their back home when they encounter three young masters intent on poisoning the dreaded Yiling Patriach. They decide to take things into their own hands and Wen Ning bites right into the poisoned apple to teach those guys a lesson! He's a great actor indeed and honestly, I loved the idea so much. Two silly little guys indeed.

Excerpt: “Did I ever tell you my parents had a donkey?” Wei Wuxian says, seemingly out of the blue as they trudge onwards “ They carried almost everything they had on its back. I bet I could borrow one for a bit and return it before anyone notices.” Wen Ning gives a thoughtful hum that Wei Wuxian has come to recognize as skeptical. He’s right to be. Animals do not particularly care for Wei Wuxian any longer, balking at the sight of him, aside from the crows that have come to expect there will be something for them to eat wherever they hear the sound of Chenqing. Such an aversion would have proved useful to him long ago. It’s come at least ten years too late. “Fine, you could negotiate with the donkey,” he concedes. “Have you ever thought of going into livestock diplomacy?” “I used to bring strays to jiejie,” Wen Ning says. This was, after all, the very means through which Wei Wuxian met Wen Qing. “She couldn’t always fix them, but she always tried.”

pov wei wuxian, burial mounds settlement days, assassination attempts, slice of life, depressing slice of life, friendship, crack treated seriously, good friend wen ning, found family, pranks and practical jokes, canon compliant, yiling laozu wei wuixan, ghost general wen ning, @hauntotamatone

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Learning (Dis)Abilities (15.824 words) by MakkAttackk

marauders era AU

Summary:

Remus agrees to tutor Sirius Black, who can't sit still to study to save his arse. Slow burn, strangers to lovers.

Comment:

This was a wonderful marauders era fic, I absolutely adored following along as Remus reluctantly allows Sirius and the others to become a part of his life.

[odinsblog]

[whatdididonow]

Covered my roommate’s bed in leaves.

[fullbattleregalia]

I have once again decided to be the chaos I wish to see in the world.

Yesterday, I left a wooden elephant on my coworker’s desk. We’re in an open concept office, we were both hired at the same time, and he has brought nothing in to personalize his workspace which I find sad. I start my work day before he does, so I put it under his computer riser to see how long it would take him to notice.

He noticed right away and was perplexed, as were the rest of our coworkers. I agreed with them that it was strange, but nobody actually asked if I knew where it came from, so I didn’t say anything. It gave me an idea, though.

This morning I was one of the first people in, and I brought in more random, disconnected knickknacks and distributed them among other desks.

This lead to much bafflement and also comparing of who got the coolest knickknacks. The gear chain slug is the current winner of “coolest.” No one has even suggested that I might be responsible or asked if I know anything. Even though I was the first one in this morning. Another team is currently under suspicion, because one of their members smirked when he heard about the unexplained coaster on my boss’s desk and the pool ball on my senior’s.

I have a new batch of random things for tomorrow. I’m curious to see how long it takes for someone to catch on.

[bleekay]

had a weird dream that atla canon changed and hakoda disappeared before sokka was born but kaya was forced into another marriage while pregnant and the guy was. literally the worst. and so sokka grew up thinking this dude was his dad and he like actively hated him. kaya still died during a raid but sokka was alone, no katara :( so he was an extremely angry boy who hated his “dad” but somehow (can’t remember if it was explained even) found out he wasn’t actually his dad and that everything got messed up and in order to fix it he had to leave and go on some big journey to find some edge of the world type shit to reverse everything the way it was, but he had to find hakoda first bc he had to jump with him over the edge to go back or it wouldn’t work

[bootleg-nessie]

Fun prank idea: decapitate somebody in their sleep! When they get up in the morning they’ll watch a headless torso stand up, just to realize that’s their own body and they forgot their head on the pillow! Great fun, guaranteed laughs all around

[wangxianficrecs]

Under The Lily Pad by ElopeToTheSea

Under The Lily Pad

by ElopeToTheSea

T, 7k, Wangxian

Summary: “We thank you kindly for coming to our aid, Hanguang-Jun,” Lady Mo said. “Please, allow us to make accommodations for your stay.” Wei Wuxian stared, wide eyes as the man walked along the side of the pond. It was impossible not to stare, he reasoned. The man was strange, after all. Before he realized what he was doing, Wei Wuxian slipped away from the tall grass that grew by the bridge, his wings flutter slightly so they wouldn’t notice him flying by. It was easy to spot the bright white amidst the grey and green foliage that grew among the pond, so Wei Wuxian followed the pair – careful to hide every time they turned corners. - or, the fairy wwx fic i couldn't get out of my head

Kay's comments: In which, Wei Wuxian is a mischieveous water spirit that lives in the pond beside Mo Manor and Lan Wangji is called to deal with him, due to the pranks he's been playing, but of course, Lan Wangji can't help but be absolutely smitten with the water spirit instead and Wei Wuxian can't help but tease Lan Wangji. A very cute story of a different first meeting between Wangxian. I adored Wei Wuxian as a water spirit and Lan Wangji immediately losing his composure when he first takes in the sight of him.

Excerpt: All that soon vanished, when the creature looked up. And it smiled. It was a wide, cheeky smile. Full of mischief and unbound happiness. It was contagious in the worst way possible. One second, Lan Wangji was calm, composed, and a bit confused. The next, his body grew red and shame filled his veins. “Gege, are you spying on me?” the creature asked. Wings began buzzing to life, lifting such a tiny body, until it was floating a few inches away from him. “If you wanted some fun, you only had to ask.” Lan Wangji’s face burnt. His eyes tried to focus on anything that could stop his veins from melting out of pure embarrassment, but nothing he saw could do that. From the way, black hair cascaded and stuck to the body underneath, to the expanse of skin that seemed easily bruised, to the shimmering eyes that displayed nothing but trouble. It was all easily consuming him.

canon divergence, alternate universe, spirit wei wuxian, fairy wei wuxian, madam mo, pranks and practical jokes, night hunts, different first meeting, first meeting, pov wei wuxian, pov lan wangjii, wei wuxian is a tease, falling in love, love at first sight, light angst, case fic, size difference

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[sanazyung]

what sends me every time is that roy’s sister in the hospital HAS to know who ted is when he comes in with dr fieldstone in man city. even if shes never met him formally he has his richmond gear on, roy has CERTAINLY told her about him (if only to complain), shes certainly read about him in the news or seen him on television. but instead of saying something to him she calls him dr fieldstone’s HUSBAND. like u know good and well SHE knew good and well they weren’t married and just said that to fuck with them both

[violetheart77]

Yeah, another one

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