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Look what I built! Can you guess what it is?
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"...Oh look, it's the consequences of his actions."
#[ ic | spoon ]#[ overheard whispers | dash comm ]#[ hopeless childhood | eden ]#[ the duck saga ]#*SNRKTS*
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Request from @justaddsniffles - Camping scenario with Edissy.
Enjoy 1.1k of sick!Eddie and soft!Chrissy
🤍 Thanks for the prompt, love! -KB
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“Is it a left or a snF right up here?”
The crinkling of the paper map unfolding interrupted the Rock N Roll mixtape playing on the car radio. The strawberry blonde analyzed the map, turning it a few different ways before figuring which was right side up. Her finger traced along the drawn highway until it arrived at the spot labeled “Eddie and Wayne’s Spot” in sharpie.
“It’s going to be a right!”
Chrissy beamed up at her boyfriend who was driving the van to the campsite he and Uncle Wayne used to come to every summer. They’d stopped when Eddie turned about 13, but he remembered them very fondly.
Now he was taking Chrissy, his first love, in early November, when the leaves were bright orange and everything felt warm.
“I think you’re going to really love this place, Chrissy. It was my safe haven as a kihh - kid. H’exxtchEW! Ing’tCHEW! HxshIEW!”
Eddie ducked into his elbow, one hand still on the wheel. Chrissy reached over and patted his thigh.
“Bless you. I’ll love any place that is special to you.”
Eddie veered off to the right, switching from the main road to a dirt trail, gravel crunching beneath the tires. The path wrapped around several bends, moving up and down with the curves of the Earth.
A few minutes later they pulled to a stop. There was a clearing of dirt on the edge of the lake, backed up against a dense wall of trees.
Eddie hopped out of the van and ran around to help Chrissy out, her hiking boots meeting with the slightly damp ground.
“Welcome to Casa de Munson. It’s uh, not much but it feels like home.”
Chrissy pulled him closer to her and placed her other hand on his chest, looking up at him.
“It’s perfect, Eddie.”
Eddie grinned ear to ear, the November flush standing out against the black and grey of his flannel. His eyes darted from Chrissy’s, down to her lips, then back up to her eyes before he leaned in.
Chrissy leaned in too, her eyes closing. She was instead met with her boyfriend quickly turning to the side, and pitching downward into the left collar of his flannel.
“H’ehKSH’iew!! Ik’esshIEW! Ngt’chEW!! snFF”
“Bless you!” She placed a hand on his arm, “Are you feeling okay? You seem extra sneezy today.”
“Yeah, sheesh sorry… snFF, m’bust be m’by allergies.”
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Eddie spent the afternoon setting up the campsite and showing Chrissy his favorite spots. The climbing tree that Eddie used as a lookout post, the dock where Wayne taught him how to fish, and the rock he fell off of and broke his arm when he was 11.
Chrissy took in every detail of the scenery, images of Eddie as a kid dancing around in her mind. Although he never joined the scouts, Wayne made him learn a few basic skills like starting fires - this particular skill something he showed off as he prepped their campfire for the night.
The flame danced, embers crackling and lighting up the surrounding area. The evening felt perfect: making s’mores, dancing in the moonlight, and Eddie strumming his guitar while she leaned up against him.
“IK’tschEW! TssCH! H’eKTssh!”
“Bless you.”
“Thanks. snF sorry…”
She looked up and kissed his cheek. “Let’s get you to bed.”
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Chrissy had stepped to the side to brush her teeth. She marched back to the tent, her flannel pajama bottoms ticket into her boots, waffle knit top pulled over her hands.
As she approached the tent, she could see Eddie’s silhouette, illuminated by the small lantern they had brought. Since the tent was thin material she could see and hear him.
“Gk’tschEW! Hih’KSH’iew!! snF snFF- K’isshEW!”
Chrissy unzipped the tent door and climbed in, kneeling next to Eddie with a hand on his back. “Bless-”
“Nohhht doone- H’aeKSSSH! HEH’ih’KSSH!!”
“Aww poor baby.” Chrissy rubbed circles on his back while he sniffled helplessly.
“snRKT, sorry, pollen’d is really getti’g to m’be I guess.”
Chrissy frowned, “Let’s get some rest, maybe that’ll help?”
“Yeah m’baybe.” Eddie cleared his throat and kissed Chrissy on the cheek. “Goodnight.”
They both crawled into their sleeping bags and he clicked the light off. Chrissy had drifted easily into a light sleep, but for Eddie, it was a restless night.
Up until about 2am, he tossed and turned, waking up in a sweat, then freezing from being in sweat soaked clothes.
He’d fallen asleep for a short while, but woke up again a few hours later in the early hours, throat sore and tickly. He felt he couldn’t even get a full breath in without the tickle in his throat making him choke. With his mouth closed, he sat up stifling a cough against his fist, trying not to wake Chrissy.
He coughed for about twenty seconds before it had knocked loose some of the congestion that he felt settling in his sinuses.
‘Oh no’ he thought. If he got into a fit right now, he’d wake Chrissy for sure. He felt the tickle blossom, spreading across the back of his nose.
He inhaled sharply before harshly stifling into his hands, fingers pinching his nose closed.
“H’Nxxt! NxxxT….H’NxxT!” He sniffled thickly, turning to look when he heard Chrissy stirring in her sleeping bag.
“-ddie?” A small murmur.
“Everything’s fiihh H’NgtSSCH! Go back t’bed, Chris… Heh’KSSH! IKT’sssCHEW!”
He coughed wetly into his elbow and sniffed soupily, Chrissy kneeling down in front of him, one hand on his shoulder and on hand to his clammy forehead.
“Hey Eds, I think this might be something more than allergies.” She cooed, handing him his bandana. He blew his nose before responding.
“I snrFF thi’gk you mbight be right.” He rubbed the heel of his palm against his eyes. “Sorry I woke you up.”
She giggled and pulled him into a hug, “This is not the first time your sneezing has woken me up, Eddie Munson.”
He hugged her back, his own laugh distorted from congestion. “You okay with it if we cut this trip short? M’baybe come back another day?”
“Of course! Let’s get you back to 100% first. The real ‘Casa de Munson’ is wherever you are.”
“Have I ever told you I love you?” He asked.
“You may have mentioned it once or twice.”
#s/tranger t/hings#e/ddie m/unson#c/hrissy c/unningham#ask box#kb writes#snzblr#camping scenario#writing prompt
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(*Snrkt*)
#(*saw burgh being a drama queen and is finding it incredibly hilarious*)#pokemon#pkmn irl#pkmn rp#grimsley irl
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Hello! I've been a fan of yours since way back when and I still adore your artwork and your FNAF AU. I'm so glad you're still active.
You've impacted me in so many positive ways (heck, I even say "snrkt" because of you! I completely forgot I got that from you!) and I just wanted to share some gratitude toward you for that. So, thank you. :)
I hope you are well and I look forward to acquainting myself with some of the work I wasn't here for these past few years, as well as looking forward to what the future has to offer.
Best regards,
Anon
Whoever you are anon, this was such a sweet and unexpected message to receive, thank you!! I'm so glad you're still around too! It certainly has been a wild couple of years but we're holding steady - my best wishes of happiness to you and yours as well!
Here's to everything wonderful to come in the days ahead!
Warmest thanks,
Ryuko <3
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I killed him *snrkt*
I *giggle* I crushed his skull and now he's dead
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👮♂️👮♂️👮♂️👮♂️🚪________ 👀
FOOLISH LAWMEN. DARE YOU POSSESS A...
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Hon hon hon I poste ze chiens et le arte
Seems about right fjjdhf
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if you were to go back 15 years and ask leo what he think he’d be doing a decade and a half from now it would be probably the polar opposite of whatever the fuck is happening during the course of the campaign
#hed probably think he might still be in a loving and comitted relationship by then#SNRKT#is this the firs time i have drawn these two in an image together and posted it here? i think it mgiht be#terras a baller and i love her#luke scribblins
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Why are people so weird about cursing?
I ask this as someone who is absolutely unable to curse so like... what's up with that?
#windy rambles#is this a cultural thing???#I don't think people were this weird about it when I grew up#I mean yes okay I never learned how to curse#but I also never blinked when literally everyone around me /did/#sure it sucks that kids nowadays can only swear in english#just teach them some good swedish swears instead of complaining tho#I'd offer some but... *snrkt*#'korvstroganoff' isn't actually a swear
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*snrkt*
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Well I know what I’m getting Barney for his next birthday. *snrkt*
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BZT
“What?”
BZZT
“Why is this off?”
SNRKT
“This isn’t supposed to be off.”
BZT
SNRKT
CLICKCLICKCLICK
“Hm.”
CLICKCLICK-CLACK
“..There.”
CLACKCLACK
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Sonic Shorts: Bath Night (Comic Script) (Promo)
A sample of a humorous comic script I posted on deviantART.
Premise: Pirate Captain Abyss the Squid tries to get her mouthy, young apprentices - Razor and Blade - to take a bath. Hilarity ensues.
NOTE: Due to Blade's age never being revealed, my head-canon is that she's 4-5 years older than Razor.
Page 1
Panel 1
The Setting Dawn Pirate Armada - Abyss the Squid's Ship - ~8 years ago. Front view of Abyss looking commanding.
1 ABYSS: Alright brats, listen up!
2 CAPTION: Abyss the Squid - Calamari Captain
Panel 2
Abyss paces like an army general as Razor (age ~7) and Blade (age ~11) watch. Razor is curious as to what she's talking about, while Blade rests her chin on her hand, looking bored and annoyed.
1 ABYSS: As I’m sure you’re aware, today is Thursday. Do you know what that means?
2 CAPTION: Razor & Blade, the Shark Siblings - Apprentice Pirates
Panel 3
Razor raises his hand enthusiastically, a thought bubble with a hardtack biscuit floating next to him. Abyss just gives him a look.
1 RAZOR: Ooh! Is it extra biscuit night?
2 ABYSS: That’s tomorrow Razor.
Panel 4
Razor lowers his hand, looking nervous. Abyss smiles knowingly.
1 RAZOR: I-It's time to clean the bilge?
2 ABYSS: Close, but not quite.
Panel 5
Blade smirks at Abyss, earning her a snicker from Razor and a scowl from the squid.
1 BLADE: It’s time for you to get a facial for your wrinkles?
2 ABYSS: Eat barnacles, Blade.
3 RAZOR: Snrkt!
Panel 6
Abyss gestures to the side as Blade and Razor watch, wondering what she's going to show them.
1 ABYSS: No, It means tonight...
Page 2
SPLASH PAGE
Front view of Abyss standing aside and gesturing dramatically, revealing Mr. Bristles and Shellbreaker standing under next to a fairly large washtub filled with warm, soapy water - complete with a little toy pirate ship floating in it. A spotlight is shining down on them.
1 ABYSS: Is Bath Night!
2 CREDITS
[WindstarOsprey: Writer.
-: Pecils.
-: Inks.
-: Colors.
-: Cover.
Based on the characters by SEGA, Archie, and Ian Flynn.
Please, support the official release and all official materials.]
Page 3
Panel 1
Razor and Blade slump over in disappointment, causing Abyss to yell at them.
1 RAZOR & BLADE: Awwwwwwgh!
2 ABYSS: Don't 'Awwwwwwgh' me! You two haven't had a bath in three weeks! Now get in the tub!
Panel 2
Razor pleads with Abyss, who just folds her arms and gives him a flat look. Blade irritably argues with her.
1 RAZOR: But Captaaaain, we don’t wanna take a bath! It takes foreverrrr!
2 ABYSS: Only because you two keep whining about it.
3 BLADE: Can’t we just jump in the ocean or something?
Panel 3
Mr. Bristles scratches his head, earning him an irritable glare from Abyss as she looks over her shoulder at him. Shellbreaker raises an eyebrow at what she just said.
1 MR. BRISTLES: The lass has a point Cap’n. Why can't they just do that?
2 CAPTION: Mr. Bristles - Yeti Crab Quartermaster
3 ABYSS: Because this place smells fishy enough already! We don't need smelly shnorkies on top of all that.
4 SHELLBREAKER: 'Shnorkies'?
5 CAPTION: Shellbreaker - 'Otterly' Devious First Mate
Panel 4
Same shot as above, only Abyss, Mr. Bristles, and Shellbreaker have wide-eyed, shocked expressions ( 0_0 ) .
1 BLADE (off-panel): Doubt anyone can smell anything over stinky, old squid lady!
Panel 5
Razor and Blade snicker at the latter's jab.
1 RAZOR: Heh heh heh! Peeeeeeyew!
Panel 6
Razor and Blade are startled by one of Abyss' tentacle smashing a nearby crate.
1 SFX: SMASH!
2 RAZOR & BLADE: Gaah!
Page 4
Panel 1
Front view of Abyss standing menacingly over Razor and Blade, her tentacles moving as though they were possessed. The siblings are shivering and sweating in fear.
1 ABYSS: I'm sorry dear...but did you just call me a stinky, old squid lady?
Panel 2
Blade swallows nervously, but keeps her cool, while Razor clings to his sister and trembles fearfully. Blade elbows Razor's side, snapping him out of it.
1 BLADE: Ulp...
2 RAZOR: Ahh...ahh...ahh...
Panel 3
Blade turns to Razor and elbows him in the side.
1 SFX: BUMP!
2 RAZOR: Ow!
Panel 4
Razor rubs his elbow as he turns to Blade, who gives him a serious look. Razor looks at his sister in understanding.
No dialogue.
Page 5
Panel 1
Razor and Blade make googie faces. Blade pulls down one of her eyelids, opens her mouth wide, and sticks her tongue out, while Razor crosses his eyes, wiggles his hands, and blows a raspberry.
1 BLADE: Yeah! What are you gonna do about it, stinky, old, squid lady? Throw us in the washing machine with your stinky, squid laundry?
2 RAZOR: Pbbbbt!
Panel 2
Close-up of Abyss staring darkly. Razor and Blade can be seen reflected in her eyes. The siblings are laughing.
1 RAZOR & BLADE: Haaaahahahahahahaa!
Panel 3
Same shot as above, but Abyss' eyes widen in realization as she gets an idea, while Razor and Blade look at her in confusion.
1 SFX: DING!
Panel 4
Same shot as above, but Abyss is now smiling wickedly, while Razor and Blade look at her nervously.
No dialogue.
Page 6
Panel 1
Abyss turns to Mr. Bristles and Shellbreaker, who promptly stand up straight and salute.
1 ABYSS: Shellbreaker! Bristles!
2 SHELLBREAKER & MR. BRISTLES: Yes, Cap'n?
3 ABYSS: Bring out...
Panel 2
Extreme close-up of Abyss' eyes. Part of her evil smile can be seen.
1 ABYSS: The Tank!
Panel 3
Shellbreaker smiles evilly, while Bristles looks nervous.
1 SHELLBREAKER: Ohhhhohohohoho! Yes, ma'am!
2 BRISTLES: Arrrrgh...
Panel 4
Shellbreaker and Bristles head off to the next room, respectively rubbing his hands together eagerly and shaking his head in resignation. Abyss smiles in satisfaction as Razor and Blade watch nervously.
1 BRISTLES: I was afraid you were gonna say that.
2 BLADE: Wait, what are you...?
Panel 5
Suddenly, Abyss restrains Razor and Blade with her tentacles. Abyss is smiling wickedly as she wiggles her fingers in malicious excitement.
1 RAZOR & BLADE: Gah!
2 ABYSS: Fuhuhuhuhuhuuu...
To see what happens next, click here!
#sonic#sonic the hedgehog#archie sonic#abyss#abyss the squid#razor#razor the shark#blade#blade the shark#mr. bristles#mr. bristles the yeti crab#shellbreaker#shellbreaker otter#pirates#pirates of the setting dawn#funny#humor#bath#silly#sega#archie#archie comics#ian flynn#comic
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“...snrkt..........mfgh.......pft....pfFfffFFF-”
“-PFHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-!”
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I was wondering if you could write the ‘whats so funny?’ Prompt with either Victor or Gavin, thanks !!
Hi! Sorry this took me a couple of days, it’s been rough here! Okay, I’ve been rough, I can’t blame anything else but me! Thanks so much for asking and I hope you enjoy it. I will warn you I went with a touch of smut for this one!! As always, I haven’t had a chance to edit this so I hope it all makes sense! I’ll go back and do it one day! Honest!
Warnings: Smut smutty smut smut.
Prompt: MLQC - Victor: Why are you laughing?
Victor’s hands trailed over your legs from ankle to hip, the feel of his skin on yours heating you inside and out. His lips teased at the inside of your knee before his teeth took a turn, nipping at your skin in such a way that you fought not to roll your hips in anticipation.
Victor’s normally pristine bedroom was strewn with clothes where you had undressed one another hurriedly. Your quiet night in with dinner and wine had become one of deep kisses, touching, and the promise of more as you both consented to this next, intimate step of your relationship. You were so ready for this, you had dreamt about it many times, fantasised while lying in bed alone late at night under your own ministrations, neither of which even came close to what you were experiencing now.
Your fingers grasped the sheets beneath you as his lips grazed your inner thigh, climbing higher, his fingers grazing over your abdomen. You felt his breath brush over your most delicate parts, the deep heat within you trembling in anticipation of what was to come next.
Then you laughed.
You bit your lip hard as Victor stilled, and you looked down to find him in a very intimate position and giving you a curious raised eyebrow.
‘Sorry, I’m sorry!’ You stammered rapidly.
‘Not the reaction I was expecting, but alright.’ Victor wasn’t one to be put off by unforeseen circumstances in any area of his life, and to prove that he deliberately blew over your core, bringing a cool sensation to the heat. He kissed inside your thigh again, wanting to draw out even longer what he was planning.
snrkt!
He looked up at you again, your cheeks flushed as you bit down on your lip and tried to control yourself. ‘What’s so funny?’ He asked, the frustration evident in his voice.
It took you a moment to calm yourself, amusement still tinging your voice as surely as the tone was apologetic. ‘I really am sorry, it’s not you, I mean it is you, but it’s not what you’re doing…there.’
Victor gave you an impatient look. ‘Then what is it I’m doing?’
‘It’s your hands, you’re touching my waist and…I’m just really really ticklish.’
Victor’s eyes scanned over your naked torso, the studious way he did so spreading your blush to your entire body. ‘Your waist is ticklish?’ He verified and you gave him a small nod. ‘Then I will just have to make sure of two things.’
‘What are they?’ You asked hesitantly.
‘Firstly, that I don’t unintentionally tickle you again.’ His hands moved from your waist, causing you to tense for a moment until the sensation passed, stopping at the base of your back, fingers splayed.
You swallowed hard at the look he was giving you. ‘And…the second?’
‘Ensure that laughter is the last thing on your mind.’
His words rang in your ears, the only description for what he did next was devour you. Using his hands he tilted your hips up to meet his mouth, and you realised he was right. There was nothing to laugh about now.
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