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[iamvegorott]

How about Dark and Anti sharing a fluffy moment on a cold winter's night by the fire? 🔥

Anti and Dark shared a habit of always needing to do something, be it work or some form of activity so when they finally went on a vacation away from the chaos of the Egos, they were still always doing something. 

They went skiing and visited an interactive art museum and endless other things during their little trip to a cabin. 

“You are freezing,” Anti said as he and Dark stepped into the living room, they were planning on heading out for the evening but Anti’s mind changed the moment he felt Dark’s hands.

“I’m always cold.” Dark shrugged.

“Not like this.” Anti rolled his eyes and guided Dark to sit on the fluffy rug in front of the gated fireplace. “I think we need to stay in tonight. You’re going to become a popsicle at this rate.” 

“A popsicle?” Dark echoed with a chuckle as Anti grabbed the thick blanket that was draped across the back of the couch. 

“And I know plenty of Egos that would fight me if I let you go full ice cube on this trip.” Anti giggled, wrapping the blanket around Dark’s shoulders before glitching away. 

“Are you worried about them or are you just using this as an excuse to cuddle in front of the fire?” Dark asked as Anti returned with another blanket, an ebook reader, and a handheld gaming console. 

“I’m worried about you, duh.” Anti had a smile to add to his playful tone as he handed Dark the reader. “But, you know, a cuddle next to the fire is a nice bonus.” He added with a wink, sitting on the rug as well and resting his back against Dark’s chest. 

“I’ll let you get away with that.” Dark wrapped an arm around Anti’s waist while Anti placed the other blanket across his lap. 

“I’m not getting away with anything.” Anti continued the bit, moving Dark’s legs so he could rest his elbows on them, and turned his console on. 

“Whatever you say.” Dark kissed Anti’s cheek and rested his chin on his shoulder, looking at the reader and seeing that Anti already had the current book he was reading pulled up. Anti softly purred as he nuzzled back more against Dark and started up a game.

He should have thought of doing this forever ago. 

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@bookwormscififan @rattyboyisemo

#ariesshower #danti #veggie writes

[iamvegorott]

Life has really been kicking my ass lately, can I get some Danti fluff? If you want one word for a prompt, try sunset?

Here's hoping things get better! <3 ----------

Anti giggled as he yanked Dark into the storage room by his tie, grinning widely and flicking off the switch to the room. 

“The bedroom is down the hall,” Dark said with a roll of his eyes despite Anti not being able to see it. 

“We’ll only be in here for a few minutes and no one comes in here, let’s have some-” Anti paused when the door opened and giggles from someone else filled the small space. 

“No one comes in here, Dark can wait for his-” Bing stopped when he turned on the light and stood face-to-face with Dark. Google stood behind Bing, eyes widening at the realization they were instantly caught. 

“Dark can wait for his what?” Dark’s voice dropped and Anti groaned, knowing the moment was ruined, and left the storage room while Bing babbled out attempts of excuses. 

x~x~x

“I think this should be my new seat during meetings,” Anti said with a cheeky smile, sitting on the table right at the head where Dark’s chair sat. Dark was in said chair and chuckling at Anti’s suggestion. 

“I don’t think anything could get done if you’re in my way like this.” Dark moved in closer and rested his elbows on Anti’s legs. “Although, I don’t mind the view.” 

“I am pretty nice on the eyes.” Anti placed his hands on Dark’s face and was about to pull him into a kiss when someone cleared their throat.

“Should we come back later?” Mare asked while Phantom broke out into a loud laugh.

“Mare, what the hell?” Mad huffed as he tried to get Mare’s hand off his eyes. 

“No, no, we need to discuss the layout of-” Dark’s words trailed off in Anti’s head as he stood up and walked off to talk with the others. Anti plopped back on the table and grumbled in his pout.

x~x~x

“There you are, Anti. Did you want-” Dark’s question stopped when Anti suddenly grabbed him and glitched them both away. In the next blink, Dark found himself sitting on grass, facing the setting sun. Anti placed a hand on Dark’s chest and made him lie down.

“Stay,” Anti ordered and was gone, it only being a few seconds before he reappeared with a blanket. He threw himself down on top of Dark and had a glare in his eyes that wasn’t made for the one he was looking at. “We are going to cuddle and watch the sunset and we are not getting interrupted.” Anti huffed and dropped his head onto Dark’s chest. Dark chuckled and started running his hand through Anti’s hair. 

“I think we can manage that.” Dark lifted his head and kissed the top of Anti’s. He relaxed with a satisfied hum, hearing Anti’s purr of approval and feeling him lean into his touch as he continued playing with his hair. 

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@bookwormscififan @rattyboyisemo

#rainymae #danti #bingle #madmare #if you squint for the last one XD #veggie writes

[iamvegorott]

Nothing like Dark and Yancy uniting over some generational thunder trauma!

Best family vibes XD

#weirdmixofweirdness

[iamvegorott]

Yancy getting some comfort from Mama Dark.

Yancy hated this feeling going through him at each rumbling of thunder. He cursed at himself, scolding himself for acting like a child for something that just happened from nature but couldn’t stop. He couldn’t stop how he curled up into a ball, hugged himself, and tried to hide from the noise within his closet. 

Illinois was gone for the night and Yancy couldn’t bear the thought of going to someone else in search of comfort. It was silly how much he hated thunder, he didn’t understand why he couldn’t handle it. He was fine with lightning, watched wind blow over trees, and waddled through flood water like it was an extra pool but thunder? That made him want to cry. 

“Yancy?” Dark’s voice came through the hanging clothing in front of Yancy. “Are you okay?” 

“I’m fine,” Yancy muttered, trying to hide himself further into the closet, feeling so embarrassed at being found by his Ma. 

“I don’t think you are.” Dark parted the clothing and watched Yancy flinch at the next round of thunder. “That’s not shocking.” He squeezed himself into the closet, closing the door behind him and sitting next to Yancy. 

“What ain’t shocking?” Yancy asked.

“Thunder. I hate it.” Dark said with a shrug. “Reminds me of some…things I don’t wish to think of anymore. You probably inherited that hatred from me.” 

“You…You don’t like thunder?” Yancy felt some of that embarrassment fade. His Ma was one of the bravest people he’s ever known, he wasn’t scared of anything and he didn’t like thunder?

“Never have, makes my stomach twist but I’m used to putting on a strong face since I have people I love to take care of.” Dark smiled at Yancy and held his arm out, the smile growing when Yancy moved closer and rested his head on his shoulder. “Thankfully, storms don’t last forever and we’ve already checked that this one should blow past us soon,” Dark explained as he rubbed Yancy’s arm.

“Thanks, Ma,” Yancy said softly, letting himself enjoy the comfort of his Ma with him. 

“Of course, I’m always here for you.” 

#weirdmixofweirdness #offspring yancy #mama dark #yanois #like ish XD #veggie writes

[iamvegorott]

*Slaps hands on desk*

My brain is being rude and won't let me focus on things

Send me some fluffy blurb prompts to see if I can get these gears turning

#apparently brain want fluff #but brain being picky about it

[iamvegorott]

But as Night is bickering about his situation he takes a glance at Host passing by and he suddenly stops talking to stare at him 👀

Night: This is beyond outrageous! I am not an 'Iplier', I am a God and I demand you take me- *sees Host* Okay...maybe I can stay for a little bit

Unseen is Yancy handing Illinois a 5 dollar bill from a bet they made while Night was ranting XD

#ariesshower #noist #Illinois called it the moment he felt nights vibe

[iamvegorott]

Given how Warfstache can mess with reality, they probably thought he was one of the gods!

The Gods: Was Night just kidnapped? It must have been by one of us in order for that to happen...should we get him?

Night at the Iplier Manor: Send me back this instant!

Wilford: Aw, it's another grumpy one

#weirdmixofweirdness

[iamvegorott]

I like to think Night came from Wilford just getting with a god one night after universe hopping and sneaking into the gods’ council. Given actual mythology, a story like this wouldn’t be too far of a stretch.

Okay, but I love this idea

Just Wilford popping up going 'Oh! You're one of us!" and then pops away with Night before anyone can register what in the world just happened

Night is all "Do you know who I am!?" and Wilford's humming away as he casually pushes Night to Dark.

"We've got a newbie!"

#weirdmixofweirdness

[iamvegorott]

YES THANK YOU! And yes- XD

-🎃

Note taken! XD

#🎃 anon

[iamvegorott]

If Tumblr would let me do gifs anonymously I’d be posting that one burning Elmo meme right about now, love the fic Veg! XD -🎃

I got you!

And thank you!

(I've been told a part two on the fruitie blog is needed XD)

#🎃 anon #veggie talk

[iamvegorott]

Coffee and Sass

🎃anon’s comment of Mad snapping at someone being rude to Anti spurred on an idea XD ----------

Coffee and Sass

Mad and Anti were finishing up their trip to the mall. Anti got himself some new gauges while Mad got some guitar strings for Mare and a new book for himself. It was just a quick outing to kill some time while they waited for the others to finish up a meeting neither wanted to attend. They planned on going back to Mad’s place after getting themselves a coffee. Their boyfriends weren’t there so they could help themselves to some extra caffeine and sugar. 

“Want your usual?” Anti asked as they walked into the little coffee shop.

“Yes, please.” Mad smiled as he took Anti’s shopping bag and they split off without another word. Anti went to order and Mad went to claim a table, going with their silent system that worked out perfectly every time.

Almost every time. 

“What the hell?” A harsh voice pulled Mad away from his reading and he looked up to see Anti hissing at a man at the end of the counter, he had one drink in his hand, meaning the other was still getting made. “The fuck is wrong with you?” 

“What is wrong with you?” Mad said before Anti could reply. He stood up and walked over to the two.

“I’m not the one hissing like a cat.” The man scoffed.

“You were trying to take my drink.” Anti’s nose scrunched with his snarl. 

“You look like someone who needs an energy boost.” The man’s voice was thick with sarcasm.

“And you look like someone whose only accomplishment was their conception and even then everyone is disappointed with the outcome.” Mad put himself between the man and Anti, feeling a rush of pride at the loud laugh Anti let out. 

“You little-” The man didn’t even get to finish his insult nor his step, eyes widening at the blade pointing at his face. 

“You little what?” Mad echoed with a grin, his mallet in hand. He had a new wave of pride for how smoothly he got his go-to weapon out and the speed and ease of it unfolding and getting in the right place to add to his threat. 

“I have a-” The barista paused, holding the chocolatey coffee drink and nearly dropping it with their jaw. 

“That’s ours.” Anti had a polite smile as he took the drink. “You guys have a great day. You can choke on a rock.” He added the last part to the man and, uncaring of the consequences, glitched himself and Mad away, their shopping bags disappearing as well. “That was so cool!” Anti was back to his loud laughing. “I’m so proud of you!” 

“That’s not a good thing,” Mare said with a sigh from the couch. 

“It is so a good thing.” Phantom chuckled, sitting on the couch with Mare. Jackie was in the room as well, sitting on the ground and between Phantom’s legs, leaning his head back as his hair was played with. 

“Do I need to have someone collect a body?” Dark asked with a sigh as he entered the room, sitting himself on one of the plush chairs. 

“The guy might need a new pair of pants.” Anti giggled, handing Mad the chocolate coffee, and then plopped himself onto Dark’s lap. 

“The guy?” Mare asked, moving himself a little to make space for Mad to sit on the couch with them. 

“Some shithead was giving me hell at the coffee shop and Mad stepped in like a badass,” Anti started the tale. 

“It wasn’t that badass,” Mad muttered with a light flush to his cheeks. 

“You insulted his birth and then pulled out your mallet, it was beyond badass!” Anti spoke with his hands, Dark having to wrap an arm around him to prevent him from falling off and he took the coffee as well since he didn’t feel like wearing it. 

“He was being rude to you,” Mad stated around the straw in his mouth, already drinking his coffee as Anti told the story. 

“I can’t believe we missed the show.” Jackie chuckled.

“You say that like you wouldn’t carry Mad away the moment there was a hint of trouble.” Phantom teased. 

“I can’t control my heroism.” Jackie clicked his tongue. 

“I would have enjoyed the show.” Mare hummed with a grin, playing with Mad’s hair as he imagined the scene Anti had described. “You’re always so cute when you’re serious.” 

“Well-I-I’m-uh-I’m not-” Mad sputtered as the flush on his face deepened into a heavy blush.  

“Could you not?” Phantom made a face of disgust. 

“You’ve been playing with Jackie’s hair this whole time.” Mare protested.

“This is cute and innocent, you’re eye-fucking Mad in front of me.” Phantom shot back.

“I am not eye-fucking him.” Mare said. Mad started slowly sinking into the couch as the brothers argued above him. 

“If I looked at Jackie the way you were, you’d be yelling at me.” 

“You don’t look, you just start making out with him.”

“I do not-”

“Yes you do-”

“Do not!”

“You-” Mare stopped when a loud, sucking sound filled the air. Anti was laughing once more while Dark sighed. Mad was practically lying flat on the couch, his coffee drink already finished. “That was an extra large.” 

“It was good.” Mad popped the lid of the drink off and licked off the remaining whipped cream from it. 

“If he wasn’t eye-fucking him before, he definitely is now,” Anti said with a wink. 

“Why would he-” Mad’s question was cut off by Mare suddenly pulling him into a kiss and in the next blink they were gone. 

“And he says I’m the problem.” Phantom huffed. 

“Does that mean you don’t want to make out?” Jackie asked with a tilt of his head. 

“Oh, I always want to~” Phantom giggled and, just like Mare and Mad, he and Jackie were gone in a blink. 

“I feel like we have to make out now, just to match energies.” Anti wiggled his eyebrows as he moved Dark’s arm so he could take a sip of his drink. 

“Do we now?” Dark chuckled, helping himself to some of the coffee. 

“At least a little.” Anti half-sang and Dark decided to ‘match energies’ and sent the two of them away, leaving the room empty aside from Mad’s dropped coffee cup.

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@bookwormscififan @rattyboyisemo

#veggie writes #madmare #danti #phantomhero #anti and mad bffs #blame booky for encouraging me to write this XD

[iamvegorott]

Mad and Anti bestie moment but it’s Mad yelling that one plankton audio “Someone should put you in a box floating down the river grandma!” After some stranger was mean to Anti.

Anti has never been prouder in his life. -🎃

Anti is 100% telling the story to everyone as soon as they get home XD

Some are proud, some are concerned about where Mad pulled that line from, and some are very proud

#🎃anon #anti and mad bffs

[iamvegorott]

Fluff dapperstache with number 6? I’m yearning for my boys

6. “I don’t care what they think, to me, you are perfect.”

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JJ was more than happy with being the ‘quiet Septiceye’. He was comfortable in silence while the others always needed noise. Be it music, videos, TV, or just talking with each other or even to themselves. The Egos outside of the House assumed JJ didn’t have a voice at all since he usually signed at them or projected words inside their heads. 

The Septiceyes and Wilford were the only ones who have heard JJ’s voice. It was a soft voice; weak, gravelly, and sounding like there was something permanently stuck in his throat. His vocal cords were damaged and while it didn’t hurt to speak, he kept it mostly to himself since he feared others speaking negatively about it. 

But sometimes he’d forget where they were.

“I’m thinking we should make an apple and cherry pie,” JJ commented as he looked at the fruit in front of him. He and Wilford were out at a farmer’s market and seeing all of the fresh produce was giving JJ endless ideas. 

“We should make a blueberry one, too,” Wilford said with a grin and a wink, getting JJ to lightly giggle. 

“Did you mean that literally or are you just teasing?” JJ asked with a playful nudge of his elbow.

“Both.” Wilford bumped back with his hip. 

“Mommy, that man’s voice is funny.” A young girl stated as she tugged on a woman’s hand. 

“Sweetie, that’s not polite.” The woman spoke gently to the child. “I’m sorry.” She added to JJ. JJ just smiled and gave a thumbs up, the smile fading after the woman and child walked away. 

“I know that face, gumdrop.” Wilford took hold of JJ’s hand and squeezed it. 

“It’s fine.” JJ’s words weren’t spoken, appearing inside Wilfod’s mind instead. 

“I don’t think it is.” Wilford glanced around and started walking off to get himself and JJ somewhere more private, knowing the other man would appreciate it. He slipped them behind one of the stands, almost having them in a hidden nook between the back of a wooden wall and a wooden fence. “It’s okay to be upset.”

“I’m not. Can we just go back to shopping?” JJ still refused to use his voice, showing his fear of being heard again. 

“If you’re not upset, then why are you using your powers with me when we’re alone?” Wilford watched as that got JJ to pause. 

“Sorry,” JJ whispered, looking down at the ground. “I didn’t want to be heard again.” He confessed his earlier thoughts. 

“Blueberry.” Wilford used his other hand to gently cup JJ’s chin and guide him to tilt his head up. 

“I just want us to enjoy our shopping without comments.” JJ leaned into Wilford’s touch when his palm moved to the side of his face.

“I don’t care what they think, to me, you are perfect.” Wilford rubbed his thumb against JJ’s cheek.

“Wil,” JJ said with an adoring sigh, eyes softening. “You are too sweet sometimes.”

“I am known for having a candy addiction.” Wilford chuckled. 

“Then let’s go get you some sugar.” JJ squeezed Wilford’s hand.

“Let’s~” Wilford grinned and stepped into a kiss, feeling JJ tense up in a moment of surprise before relaxing and leaning into the kiss.

“That’s not what I meant.” 

“I know.”

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@bookwormscififan 

Pinterest Prompts List: Link

#anon #dapperstache #pinterest prompts #veggie writes #thank you booky for being my 1am eyes XD

[iamvegorott]

Oh Phan, poor boy- XD

He’s definitely complaining to Jackie

Phantom's pouting about walking in on Mare and Mad and Jackie is just

"Didn't Mare walk in on us making out in the kitchen this morning?"

"It's not the same!"

#anon #madmare #phantomhero #phan acting like he hasnt made out with jackie in literally every room in the house

[iamvegorott]

I wanted to write something short and sweet the other day and @bookwormscififan suggested some Madmare Enjoy this cute blurb of Mare building a shelf and Mad liking the show ----------

Mare knew he could use magic to put the shelf together, but something about doing the labor with his own hands felt much better. He had confidence in his magical abilities yet it still just wasn’t the same. Mare softly hummed to himself as he lined up the wooden plank and then felt if it was flat after letting go by rubbing his hand along the surface. 

“Perfect,” Mare said to himself and casually picked up the next plank to add to the shelf. He could feel a set of eyes watching him and he decided to save addressing it until he was done, wanting the one enjoying the show to have it all in peace. 

Plus showing off was a lot of fun. 

Mare placed the last plank and stepped back, smiling at the finished piece of furniture. Mad was beginning to run out of shelves in their library and Mare decided to add a new one in there so there wasn’t any worry about getting new books. 

“What do you think, starlight?” Mare turned toward Mad, who was curled up in one of the large, plush chairs, lugs tucked under himself and a blanket on his lap. He grinned when Mad squeaked, getting caught staring over the top of his book and he quickly tried to make it look like he hadn’t been loving the sight of Mare’s display of strength.  

“It looks good,” Mad said, still hiding in his book. 

“You’re not even looking.” Mare chuckled, going over to Mad and lowering the book. He got to see Mad’s blush and that made putting the shelf together more than worth it. 

“I saw it,” Mad muttered.

“Because you were watching me work~?” Mare nearly purred his question. 

“Yes.” Mad’s confession was also muttered and the blush deepened. 

“You’re adorable.” Mare gently coaxed the book out of Mad’s hand and sat it on the coffee table, keeping the book open with the pages resting down so Mad wouldn’t lose his place. 

“I’m not.” Mad’s protest was weak as Mare cupped his cheek with his palm. 

“Are you sure?” Mare leaned in close, lowering his voice. 

“Maybe a little.” Mad placed a hand on Mare’s chest, tugging on his shirt to try to get him to be even closer. 

“Only a little?” Mare held the back of the chair as he placed a knee on the seat of it, practically covering Mad from the rest of the world with his body. 

“A lot,” Mad whispered, his lips brushing against Mare’s.

“Good boy~” Mare sang his praise and rewarded Mad with a kiss, feeling Mad melt into it instantly. He’d be willing to build a thousand shelves if it made Mad happy. 

“Oh, gross! The one time I come in here and you’re making out!” Phantom’s shout made Mare laugh and Mad lifted the blanket to hide in embarrassment.  “Nasty!” 

#madmare #veggie writes #had to make the ending a little silly cause I can XD

[iamvegorott]

Whether I like it or not, I got inspired by one of Taylor Swift’s new songs. It’s called “Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me?” It gave me some ideas about Helena and Crystal.

When Crystal puts out the letter for Helena at their meeting spot, Helena breaks, her mind immediately jumping that Crystal pretended to love her (to experiment with her sexuality), then left the second her family image was gonna be hurt and her witchcraft was gonna be revealed (of course Helena had this kinda thought process planted into her head over the years by her family). In reality, Crystal did it because her family was planning on having her killed unless she broke it off. However, Helena is too deep in her heartbreak, she doesn’t let her say a word. So yeah, a classic case of miscommunication made Helena a villain!

I haven't heard the song yet myself

But still, ouch

#weirdmixofweirdness #grandma helena #crystal clearview

[iamvegorott]

Happ Birth! I hope you’re able to enjoy yourself today!

Thank you!

I'm actually off work tomorrow so I'll def do some chilling to properly celebrate the b-day

#weirdmixofweirdness #veggie talk #<3!