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allalrightagain · 1 year

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Get to Know Me Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @felixantares 💜 🤍 🖤 Relationship status - single. Still passively hoping someone will marry me for health insurance one of these days Favourite colour - depends on my mood, but dark army green, purple, or grey are usually top three Favourite food - if someone else is making it I will literally never turn down red curry + thai roti Song stuck in your head - I Don't Love You by MCR Last thing you googled - uhhh “beta blockers” to confirm that they’d cause more issues than they’d solve Time - 11:11! make a wish (did I write this at work and then wait to post until I got home? Yes. editing on mobile sucks) Dream trip - I’d love to do an extended Europe trip, either backpacking or, more realistically, rent an apartment somewhere and do weekend trips because I do not have backpacking stamina Last book/fic you read - book was still Gideon the Ninth despite being ages ago I still have hope to get to book two. Eventually. last fic has been mostly WIPs— I'm reading along with HPFC Power the Dark Lord Knows Not by @fantismal and Jormandugr, and keeping up with what's past is prologue by quiettewandering/ @wanderingdream, and snippets from seattle by @thesameoldstreets (which is... technically not a fic? but also not really a book? it's OF and I've been screaming about it all week) Last book you enjoyed - see above! I very rarely finish a book I’m not enjoying Last book you hated - nothing I’ve finished recently, but I do occasionally grab ebook samples of uh, questionable romance novels just for fun. Sometimes they’re very good. Sometimes they’re very very bad. Favourite thing to cook/bake - i love baking! I love tinkering with new recipes to make them better/allergy safe/vegan etc. Not sure I could pick just one, but I have very good vegan fudge, soft pretzel, and pie crust recipes (pie > cake, always) Favourite craft to do in your free time - ooh a bunch! Knitting or bujo, but also I own a Cricut and a lot of fancy pens because that's half the fun Most niche dislikes - I’ve been labelled a very weird picky eater, even without taking the allergies into consideration. I can’t stand spinach or eggplant, truffles (the mushroom), and when I could eat them, bacon and most non-mozzarella cheeses. I also only eat peas frozen or in peapods, or frozen blueberries (sorry this turned into just food lol) Opinion on circuses - I had a weird experience with an off duty clown a while ago that’s put me off of them a bit, but in general my opinion is it’s a very specific performance art, which I appreciate but also it’s not really my thing. Do you have a sense of direction and if not what’s the worst way you’ve gotten lost? - yes and no. if I’m actively paying attention, I can usually keep myself decently oriented, but it absolutely takes effort and intent. But also I can look up and realize I haven’t been paying any attention to how I got somewhere and have no idea how to get back 😅

Tagging: uhhh probably all people who have done it already but I don't care I'm gonna make ask you nicely to do it again anyway. @mkaugust @everythingbutcoldfire @lunapwrites @broomsticks @nanneramma

#obv no pressure if you don't want to #you can tell I was bored at work because I wrote way too much on some of these lol #oh well #ask games #ish #food mention #long post #ish again

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crackinglamb · 2 years

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Fic Writer's Ask: I know all these, but let's play anyway... 5, 31, and 44. *bonk* 😘

Thank you for the asks. *bonk bonk* 😘 You knew what you were doing asking these particular questions, so I hope you're ready for this.

5 - What are your fanfic pet peeves? Do they have a huge effect on whether or not you decide to read something?

Oh, we're going straight out of the gate today, eh? All right. My biggest current pet peeve is authors who use every conceivable combination of their chosen pairing's tags. Especially if they don't apply. I will use this as a relevant example because I see it all the damn time: tagging Solas/Lavellan also as Solas/OC. If your character is one of the named protagonists of the source material, then they are not an original character for tagging purposes. It skews the filtering! (cue me doing this in the background: 🤬🤬🤬) Excluding Solavellan from the Solas/OC archive drops the number of works by over a hundred, and that's just in the female category. And while that doesn't sound like a lot, for that particular pairing it's almost 20% of the total works.

For those of you who don't know, AO3's coding hierarchy will automatically put the pairing under the relevant 'highest level' of the tag. Continuing the example, all Solas/Lavellan works will show up in both the Lavellan ship AND Solas/Inquisitor archives. Even if the pairing is tagged as background. Even if the Lavellan is not the Inquisitor of the story. Adding every permutation of the ship tag simply is not necessary.

And that leads to another pet peeve. Tagging ships that aren't relevant or aren't explicitly portrayed in the story is annoying af and, again, skews the filtering. I love Adoribull almost as much as I love Solas/anyone. But if the story isn't ABOUT Dorian and Bull, don't put the tag there. Or at least denote that they are not the focus. 'Background relationships' exists as a tag for a reason. (cue more grumbling).

I guess mostly my pet peeves are about proper tagging. Like, this system isn't rocket science. Put the stuff that's relevant, warn for stuff that needs to be warned about, and don't try to pad just for the sake of it. I don't mind conversational tags, sometimes they're the best part of the filtering process, but FFS, keep it brief. We only have so many slots allotted to us these days.

Ahem, right, moving on. Does it have a huge effect on my reading said work? Yes, yes it does. Unless there are mitigating circumstances (such as MCIT that becomes the named protag, or there is more than one ship going on), I probably won't read it. Same goes for improper use of archive warnings. If you've got both 'chose not to warn' and 'no warnings apply' I'm going to assume you don't know what you're doing and probably don't want to read your work. Yes, I'm incredibly picky. No, I will not apologize for it.

31 - Of the characters you write for, which is your favorite? Has that choice been swayed at all by your followers/readers’ reactions to certain ones?

You're asking me - ME! - to choose? 🤣🤣🤣

We talk a lot about how I like the broken ones, and you're not wrong by any stretch about it. The broken ones are fascinating, and I love to get in their heads to figure out how they tick. So, I like writing about Solas, and Varric, and Dorian, and Bull, and Hancock, and Kellogg, and Nine. Even though, perspective wise, I'm usually writing from whatever character they're paired with. There are exceptions, of course. Both Junkyard Dogs and She's My Plus One are actually in the POV of their respective Broken Down Man(tm).

As far as that being influenced by readers? Nah. I write what I want to read. I am my own target demographic (with you as a close second), so other than the two of us peapods, my writing is very rarely swayed by anyone else.

44 - Rant about something writing related.

*snort* I love you. Permission to get on a soapbox will always be taken.

So, there's 'why won't the characters do what I want them to?' And 'why does it take so much braining to make the words go?' 'Why is there so much elitism in hobbies?', that's always a favorite.

And actually, that one might be the winner. At least a variation thereof. I will preface by stating that I know perfectly well that I am very picky about what I read. I'm not the sort who will automatically click on a fic just because I'm familiar/friendly with the author. A fic has to pique my interest or I won't read it. Because yes, this is a hobby, it's not homework. There are zero obligations (unless you're in an exchange, but that's different). And with that said, I'm also perfectly aware that there are plenty of people out there who don't view fanfiction the way I do. They are, collectively with all of their sundry reasons, entitled to their opinions and I am entitled to agree or disagree as applicable without anyone getting butthurt about it.

But why is it that fanfic has a reputation for being beneath the dignity of 'real' literature?

I mean, I know why, at some level. It's the Great White Male syndrome. So many fic authors are women, GNC, trans, some flavor of queer, POC or disabled. Or any combination of the above. We write about circumstances and reactions and desires that go against the Established Way of the World.

But I have had fic move me to tears far more often than any 'classic' novel I was ever assigned to read at school. I have read fics that transported me to entire new planes of emotional thought and consideration. I have found community and understanding and learned things I would have had no other way to learn.

And sure, some of it's terrible. There's plenty of fic out there that makes my skin crawl, either from subject matter or execution. Or both. But that doesn't lessen its impact as being part of free expression. The drive to create is inherently human. And there is nothing new under the sun. Every fantasy subgenre, Arthurian legend and even the damn Bible is a transformative work of something older. Who came first, the Greeks or the Romans? Oral traditions became written ones. But it's all fanfiction at its core.

Hmm, this is less of a rant and more a defense. So be it. I will defend fanfiction to my dying breath, even if someday I stop writing it. I will support the freedom of expression for all who put words to paper, even if I won't read them. And I will laugh at anyone who tries to make me - or anyone else - feel ashamed for it. Because anyone who thinks fanfiction isn't 'real' writing has obviously never read anything ever.

How's that?

#ask #fic writer's asks #now I will put my arthritically crippled fingers on ice #because dayum that was more typing than I thought I'd do today

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auspicetaker · 7 months

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i forgot my journal and now it's your problem

today i got S to drop me off at the big ornate central library branch halfway downtown. to be let loose on the city like this, no ticking parking meter foreclosing on my next few hours, is a delicious feeling, one of endless possibility. only thing is, i forgot to bring my journal, a necessary companion when one is out and about being mentally deranged and alone. i did bring my little bag with its usual cold comforts - asthma inhaler, small plastic peapod filled with benzodiazepines, nicotine vape, wallet, etcetera. i was smart enough to remember my fresh new white paint pen.

i spent a few hours at the library reading under various rococo ceilings then eventually checked out and left. i thought it would be blistering outside, but it's actually quite pleasant in the shade. i could have taken many sensible buses home but instead i find myself at a park, smelling the tap water fountain, considering how best to desecrate the little bench i sit at.

to me, this is heaven. i watch the birds. i read my book. i write - i would be writing this in my journal, but instead i write here. a bus waits patiently behind a man standing in the street photographing statues, then gives up and honks. i have a sack full of books from the free public library, and i sit in a free public park nearby a free public museum, which i could choose to explore, or i could take a two-dollar public bus home. it's not perfect but it's pretty nice. i am thankful for the city and its largesse, despite all its evils.

#spends 2 hours readjng lolita amd starts aping his beautiful prose in their own florid amd clumsy manner. it's me

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realhankmccoy · 9 months

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Your mother’s purpose has been to be a voice of reason and enlightenment and opening up the tight peapod lives of the world to fuller experiences, to live everywhere she wants in the world … but her new dreams are just about looking prettier, being more svelte, learning martial arts, spending the first paycheck at her new job on clothes, giving herself new experiences, and maybe writing erotica again. You would she’d find greater goals than that, but your mother isn’t as smart as you think she is. Sure, she has longer term financial goals and French and Spanish goals, no doubt, but ‘building Valhalla on Titan’ is not one of her goals, actually.

she’s keeping them low and reasonable. Perhaps a visionary could come along and help change that for her…

your mother ever so wants a strong man to take charge and tell her she’s just a dumb bitch with a small brain, one with no imaginative capacity for innovation, once just shopping for bras and panties (your mother’s friend Jesse helped me choose the colour) and for this man to lay out the great new ideas for her…

…but your mother isn’t exactly holding her breath for the Great Dark Man to come along, since Quentin Crisp told her there is no such thing.

#Mommie dearest #Great dark man #quentin crisp

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koobibias · 4 years

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🔥🔥 👀

natalia dyer. i don’t have a big reason other than i’m just not interested 🤷🏻‍♀️. it’s basically tom holland all over again; i think she’s alright, i just don’t... care?

ariana grande. i distinctly remember having to explain why i didn’t like her to someone and they were like, fishing for a legitmate reason when really, i just don’t like her??? no reason needed??? from then i’ve just been kinda put off by her.

#ask #tumblr didn't eat your ask i just... fell asleep 😔😔😔#peapod nation rise #vii-writes

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wakkowraith · 5 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Overwatch (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jesse McCree/Hanzo Shimada Characters: Jesse McCree, Hanzo Shimada, Genji Shimada Additional Tags: First Kiss, New Year's Kiss, Sassy Hanzo Shimada, Genji Shimada is a Little Shit, Fluff and Humor, Peapod McHanzo Week 2019 Series: Part 1 of Peapod McHanzo Week 2k19 Summary:

Jesse has a grand plan for Overwatch's New Years Party to seduce one(1) Hanzo Shimada.

It does not go exactly to plan.

Day 1 of Peapod McHanzo week! I've been so excited for this!!! I hope you guys enjoy!!!!

Do you enjoy my work and want to support a fic writer? Buy me a coffee!

#mchanzo #overwatch #peapod mchanzo week #markiboss writes

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archersandgunslingers · 5 years

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It’s Peapod McHanzo Week!!!!

Due to real life, all of my postings will probably be late, but you can bet your butts that I’m going to be doing it. I apologize for my writing; I’ve been very busy so some time has passed since I’ve been able to write. Hopefully, this will get my creative juices going again.

#peapod mchanzo week #peapodmchanzoweek2019 #peapodmchanzoweek #mchanzo #my writing #i apologize in advance #it's just fluff #pure fluff #what is plot

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pollyna · 2 years

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00Q masterlist (series)

apparently the other post was starting to be a lil too long or my pc decided to crash idk, i didn't want to loose hours of work so i decied to create another one just for the series. i'm probably going to do the same think with other fic if i should trip on the same problem, but no worries the master post has everything linked in!

Same warning of the master post, with spoilers or other thing i marked in.

The masterlist: here.

Series.

she's an atom bomb by LuckyDiceKirby: 2 works (both rated T), complete, 4,1k. genderswap!00Q? YES SIR. me and the author thirsting a lil on fem!Q and fem!James? Also true.

Five Times Q... by Diminua: 2 works (both not rated), not complete, 4,7k

Five times Q does something + that one time where Bond is around and the world spins in the opposite direction

The Eight Types of Kissing by a_xmasmurder: 9 works (6 G rated, 3 T rated), complete, 6,9k. There are eight kisses described by the Kama Sutra: 1. Nimitaka 2. Sphuritaka 3. Ghaditaka 4. Samachumbana 5. Thiryak 6. Uddrandha 7. Avapeeditha 8. Aakrishta And a bonus: Dhyutham - they kiss a lot and Q is always a lil suprised. didn't know kama sutra had a section about kissing too, so you'll learn something new!

To A New and Shiny Place by Peapods: 3 works (2 rated R, 1 rated M), not completed (the third work has 1/2 chapters), 9,6k.

Mission series! Q around the world with James, for good and bad.

Portraits of Citrus by Fishwrites: 3 works (1 NR and 2 G rated), not complete, 10k Future outtakes from a verse that bjo & I are currently working on and will be posting very soon. For now, please enjoy these domestic and fluff studies! :) - i'm weak for future!fic and their art is marvelous. Prowl by professorfangirl (lizeckhart): 3 works (2 M rated, 1 E) , not complete, 12k. James likes to take what he wants but he always asks before and Q wants to touch and put as much distance as he can between his past and his present (or maybe he needs to get James to understand that). The third work contains: trauma recovery, PTSD, references to rape, childhood trauma. They are discussed but not very graphically.

The Merits of Emotional Education by infinite_wonders: 2 works (both rated T), not completed, 15,3k)

Someone should really teach Bond how to be a normal human begin lol

take me home by poseidon: 2 works (both not rated), not complete, 16,4k.

life isnt fair and, sometimes, falling in love means coming home before actually begin at home. And, sometimes, things need to be slow for everyone's sake.

(side bill/M that will shatter your heart.)

runaway by harlequindreaming (wordstruck): 2 works (both M rated), complete, 21,3k. The quartermaster shows up to Bond's mission, and Bond knows the stakes have been raised. And after things go to hell, comes the storm. - rouge!Q and rouge!Bond. First one i read of this kind and i loved it. Q avenges them both and doesn't stop until he doesn't avenge every single wrong thing MI6 did to James. Complicity by freakylemurcat: 4 works (3 rated E, 1 rated M), complete, 35,4k. little plot, but it's there, mostly porn and all about Q's cardigan. the author wrote they should have called the series "cardigan chronicles" and they're not wrong lol but it's funny and Q has a beard at a point! Everyone else is there too. Heart = Target by QueenMegaera: 3 works (2 M rated, 1 T rated), not complete, 37,6k. It starts almost as a game: some mutual flirting, just for fun. But how can you tell when it's getting out of hand? And when is it too late to stop the ball rolling? - mostly pre-slash but verrrry good. Q knows how to endle himself! Yours, J by swtalmnd: 4 works (2 E rated, 2 G rated), complete, 43,1k. Bond sends letters. Q is vexed. Q-branch starts a betting pool. There are an appalling amount of sweets. Also, 002 is a bit of an arse. - the first fic is the principal one, the other three are little coda ficlet. James writes (loves) letters to Q because he's that old okay Quartermaster! and everyone in the Q-branch wait to know who'll win the betting pool. Sweet, fluff and slow burn kinda of fic.

Project monster by swtalmnd: 7 works (3 E rated, 3 G rated, 1 T rated), not complete, 52,1 k.

What if there really were monsters in the shadows? What if James Bond was one of them?

I would have liked a little more about monsters but honestly is pretty great in this way! and yes Q wins the round of the mosterfuck in this one lol Colin is a sweetheart and Andy is absolutly the best monster pet ever lived

Work and Play by Beginte: 18 works (15 rated T, 3 rated E), not complete, 60,7k. A collection of interconnected but non-chronological 00Q stories, all set in the same 'verse. Mostly a wildly self-indulgent outlet for my very many headcanons. - hands down the best Q's characterization i have read so far. I love this series so so much, it has everything and more. There isn't a fic i like more than another. just a small bound of 18 fic of joy. Traceability by Milaryn : 6 works (5 rated T, 1 rated M), complete, 73,2k. Traceability: the ability to chronologically interrelate uniquely identifiable entities in a way that is verifiable Trace: (v) to find or discover by investigation; (n) a mark, object or other indication of the existence or passing of something -- [ a post-Skyfall James Bond and Q-centric series ] In which James Bond continues his work as a Double-O agent with a new reckless streak and Q is ever the voice in his earpiece, the supplier of his equipment and an anchor back to MI6. This is a series of interconnected stories on the development of Bond and Q's relationship - as individuals and professionals who take note of and fixate on each other after the Silva incident, who grow close to each other in increments

until they eventually become a very important feature in each other's lives. Duty - and soon after, trust - is what binds them. Love, possibly, comes after. - did i read 73k of pre-slash and it was perfect, beautiful and made me cry somewhere between the 50 and the 60k? yes i did. and so you should.

#james bond #Q #james bond x q #00Q #otp: a big bloody ship #otp: just one thing i need #ff (series) masterlist #skyfall #SPECTRE #au #from 1k to 100k (for now)#all major warning are marked in my comment section #on going adding #if a link doesn't work please tell me so i can fix it

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crackinglamb · 3 years

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Chapters: 10/? Fandom: Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age (Video Games) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Fen'Harel | Solas/Female Lavellan, Female Lavellan/Solas Characters: Varric Tethras, Dorian Pavus, The Iron Bull (Dragon Age), Cullen Rutherford, Blackwall | Thom Rainier, Cassandra Pentaghast, Abelas (Dragon Age), Felassan (Dragon Age)

Chapter 10 - In Which Esha Learns There Is So Much More

She watched Solas pace, his hands behind his back, his tread soft on the concrete. He looked like he didn't know where to begin, and that worried her. Finally, he stopped and stood very straight, in a solid stance she recognized as parade rest. Had Solas also once served in the Arlathani army?

“You know that I once worked for the Evanuris willingly,” he began.

“Yes...”

“What I did not tell you was for how long. You are aware that the Evanuris are immortal. That is how they have grown their interests to include industries of every kind, how their wealth has accumulated apace. How their influence has spread to every corner of Arlathani government, culture and even over the citizenry.” He looked away from her for a second, and when he looked back, his eyes were doleful. He did not expect her to take this news well.

#Lamb and Angel write #dragon age inquisition #solavellan #a wolf named vengeance #team peapod collab #last update for a while #real life intrudes

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trashyswitch · 2 years

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Tickle The Devil Out Of It

Roman is painting a Bob Ross painting, when Virgil comes and interrupts him. Then, a surprise visitor comes out from the hallway...

I wanted to write a fanfic for Bob Ross's Birthday. May he rest in peace with Peapod the chipmunk and Littlebit the fox squirrel.

“Hi, welcome back. Glad you could join us today.”

Roman smiled as he looked upon his favorite painter on the TV:

Bob Ross.

“...A lot of fun, very simple, and I think you’ll enjoy it.” The screen said.

Roman grabbed his paintbrushes and his color palette. He had all of the colors on the palette and was ready to paint.

“Let me show you what we got going up here: Today, I just have a plain old white, pre-stretched primed canvas, and I’ve covered it with a very thin, even coat of liquid white.” Bob told the screen.

Roman nodded as he finished covering the bottom of his canvas with the white coating of paint.

“So let’s just do a fantastic little painting together.”

Roman smiled as he grabbed the paintbrush needed for the first part.

“A little pthalo blue...and just load a little color right into the bristles, like so. Just a little, we don’t need a whole bunch.” Bob Ross explained.

Roman nodded as he lessened and lessened the amount of paint he’d need for this part. He may or may not have overdid it.

“We’ll start right at the top of the canvas, and we’ll make little x’s, little criss cross strokes.”

Bob Ross started painting the canvas with the blue.

“Something about like so.”

Roman started spreading the blue across the top just like Bob Ross told him to, and did the crisscross strokes he was told would make the sky a nice color.

And a nice color, it made! It looked exactly like a soft, blue sky!

“Automatically...Automatically, it’ll get lighter in value as you work down toward the horizon. And that’s exactly what we’re looking for.”

Roman nodded as he painted the blue all over the canvas.

“There we go. Something about like that.” Bob Ross spoke.

“Whatcha doing?” Someone asked behind him.

Roman just about jumped 10 feet in the air, and screeched like a parakeet.

“HOLY-” Roman turned around and growled at the person behind him. “WHY?! I COULD’VE PUNCHED YOU!” Roman warned.

“And I would’ve just went-” Virgil visually represented a quick dodge right out of the way.

Roman blinked in surprise. “Impressive.” Roman admitted.

“Thank you.” Virgil replied.

“Now, maybe I’ll just add a touch of alizarin crimson right on that old brush with the-” Bob Ross’s video was paused by Roman’s finger on the space button.

“I was trying to paint like Bob Ross did.” Roman told him.

“Hm...Want some help with that?” Virgil asked.

“No thanks. I can do this on my own.” Roman replied.

Virgil smirked. “Fine.”

Roman played the video again.

“-blue. Just a little though, I don’t want too much. Just a little.” Bob Ross resumed.

Roman smiled and started mixing the alizarin crimson with the blue on his palette. “The thing is, you need skill and precision to be like Bob Ross once. You also need a sense of fun! A sense of eagerness, a se- AAAAH!” Roman suddenly jumped another 10 feet as his sides were skittered on.

Roman turned right around and readied his brush for smacking. But it was just Virgil. “What? Where’s the fire?” Virgil asked.

“You...you touched my sides. And that is against the law of justice, criminal!” Roman warned.

“I would do no such thing.” Virgil replied calmly. “Right Bob Ross?”

Bob Ross continued to play. “Because I want that lavender color to be down here-”

“He’s just doing his own thing.” Virgil replied. “He doesn’t even care!”

Roman rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Just let me paint, dammit!”

“Now now now, watch your language. We don’t want a happy little accident, do we?” Virgil teased.

Roman groaned and walked up to the video to bring it backwards a bit.

“We’ll blend that right-...-make the corners of the painting much darker. And that way, when you look at the painting, your eye is automatically drawn toward the center.” Bob Ross continued.

Roman smiled and went back to painting. He grabbed a teensy bit of black and started to paint the corners of the painting with black.

“And then we’ll blend that right in...something about like that.” Bob Ross directed.

Roman smiled and blended the black into the blue and stroked back and forth...back and forth...back and for- OHLORDYLOO!

Roman jumped another 5-10 feet up in the air as his armpit was tickled this time! And...by something strangely soft.

And it wasn’t hand-like softness.

“VIHIRGIL!” Roman shouted, slapping the item away. His hand happened to slap bristles and wood of some kind.

Virgil smirked evilly and swung the 3 inch paintbrush left and right in his index finger and thumb. “Tickle tickle.”

“No!” Roman warned.

Virgil smirked yet again and went forward. “I’m gonna getcha~”

Roman tried to back up, but his easel was RIGHT BEHIND HIM!

Virgil got closer and closer. “I’m gonna...GETCHA!” Virgil teased, fluttering the 3 inch brush in his face.

“Nooo!” Roman begged.

“I’m gonnaaaaaa...GETCHA-IN-THE-NECK!” Virgil said very fast.

“STAAAAAAAHP!” Roman whined and wailed.

“Nooooooo!” Virgil replied. “I’m not gonna staaaaaaaap.” Virgil exaggerated to tease him. “I’m gonna tickle!” Virgil grabbed under Roman’s armpits, and around Roman’s chest to get a good grip. Then, he tickled Roman’s exposed neck.

“EEEhehehehehehe! NOHOHOOOO! HEHEHELP!” Roman begged.

“Hey Bob, you gonna help him?” Virgil asked the TV.

“Shake off the excess..” Bob Ross said before batting the brush across the bottom of the easel. “And just cover everybody around you.”

“OOH! He covered me in paint! What an attack!” Virgil declared dramatically.

Roman tried to get away from Virgil’s fingers. But that man is stronger than he looks! Roman continued to giggle and wiggle around as his neck was tickled with a bristly 3 inch brush.

“Kitchy kitchy kitchy koo~” Virgil teased quietly into his ear.

Roman’s belly exploded with butterflies!

“Noooooohohohohoho!” Roman pleaded.

Then, Virgil lifted Roman’s shirt up and started tickling Roman’s back with the bristle brush!

“Chances are your spouse is gonna kill you right on the spot.” Bob Ross kept on playing in the background.

“Oh I’m gonna kill this man...with tickles.” Virgil teased.

“NO!” Roman ordered.

“Yeeeeesssss~” Virgil resumed tickling his back with the brush. Every bristle on that brush slid and slipped across Roman’s upper and lower back with perfect precision. How dare he use such precision on the famous Roman Sanders!

“THIHIHIS IHIHIS SOHOHO MEHEHEHEHEAN!” Roman whined.

“Mean? You think that I, the anxiety of Thomas, is capable of being mean?!” Virgil reacted.

“YEHEHEHESS!” Roman replied.

“Well I am hurt! And that is one feeling I DO have!” Virgil declared. “For that, I’m gonna tickle tickle tickle you on your belly button.”

Virgil laid Roman down onto the ground and pushed both of the prince’s arms above Roman’s head. Then, Virgil grabbed a little brush from the kit and started swirling the brush in his armpit. And the brush fit perfectly in his belly button!

“NOOOOOHOHOHOHOAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Roman bursted out laughing. “CUHUHUHUT THAHAHAHAHAT OHOHOHOUT!” Roman begged.

“Cut what out?” Virgil asked.

“THEHEHEHE TiHIHIHICKLEHEHEHES!” Roman yelled.

“Yes, I am aware I’m tickling you. What of it?” Virgil asked.

Roman growled and kicked his feet in an attempt to both cope with the tickles and get Virgil off.

But Virgil took hold of Roman’s feet and trapped them in a choke hold! Then, he grabbed the 2 inch brush that was in Roman’s hand, and started brushing Roman’s feet.

Roman absolutely HOWLED with laughter! He was a complete mess of laughter, giggles, howls and snorts! It was extraordinary!

“STAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AAAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEHEHEEEE!” Roman begged. HE wasn’t even able to speak, it was so ticklish! And it only took half a minute to get to that point!

“Or what? Bob Ross is gonna come down from the heavens and stop me?” Virgil asked.

“YOU…” Someone said behind him.

Virgil stopped tickling and turned around. “Who me-” Virgil immediately bursted out laughing the moment he saw who it was:

It was Bob Ross!

Well...It was Logan in a Bob Ross costume.

“Surrender your brush, tickle monster! For I am a retired army man!” Lo- I mean Bob Ross ordered.

“I’m not scared of you, Bob.” Virgil spat back.

The strange looking Bob Ross pulled a brush out of his pocket and spun it in his hand. “I said…” Bob grabbed the brush and pointed it at Virgil. “Surrender your brush.”

Virgil tsked at him. “And if I don’t?” Virgil asked.

“Then I’ll treat you like I treat my little peapod.” Bob Ross told him.

Virgil raised an eyebrow and opened his arms. “Come at me. You won’t.”

Bob Ross dashed at Virgil, and tackled Virgil to the ground in a quick second. Then, Bob smirked, spun his brush and grabbed the palette.

“Now, let’s begin.” Bob pointed to Roman. “Roman, be my easel.”

Roman nodded and placed Virgil’s hands above his head.

“Good.” Bob grabbed some blue, lifted up Virgil’s shirt and started painting on the bare belly. “Now let’s paint a nice sky.”

Virgil squeaked and bursted out giggling almost immediately. “Ohohoho nohohoho! Ihihihi’m sahahaharryhyhyhy!” Virgil giggled.

“Awww, look at the little Peapod. I do love these special creatures.” Bob teased as he started skittering his fingers on his belly and sides.

“NOHOHOHOHO! AAHAHAHAHAHA!” Virgil laughed.

“Just listen to those precious squeaks.” Bob declared proudly. “Aren’t they just beautiful?”

“SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!” Virgil yelled out.

“Okay okay okay now…” Bob shushed him. “Hush little Peapod don’t say a word…” He sang. “Bobba’s gonna paint you a li-ttle friend.” Bob continued to sing.

Virgil whined and shook his head. “Meheheheheheanihihihie!” Virgil whined.

“Hey! I said that too! And excuse me while I recite your words in my own order:” Roman declared. “Mean? You think that I, the creativity of Thomas, is capable of being mean?!” Roman recited.

Virgil started snorting. “EHEHEHEHEVIHIHIHIL!” Virgil shot back.

“My my my! We have a little devil over here! And what do we do with devils?” Roman asked.

“Why, we beat the devil out of them~” Bob replied.

“DING DING DING! WE HAVE A WINNER!” Roman shouted before tickling Virgil’s armpit.

While Roman did that, Bob leaned down and fluffed his wig all over Virgil’s exposed tum-tum.

“YYYAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Virgil laughed hysterically.

“What a happy little sound. It’s almost as soothing as my voice.” Bob joked.

Roman actually laughed at that. “Good one, Bob!” Roman reacted.

“Why thank you.” Bob replied.

“YOHOHOHOU CAHAHAHAN STAHAHAP NOHOHOHOW!” Virgil ordered.

“Awww, but why would I stop when you’re having so much fun?” Bob asked. “Unless...you’re not.” Bob added.

Virgil continued to wiggle around and laugh as Roman continued to tickle his armpit. Bob was just watching, waiting for Virgil to shake his head and beg for him to stop.

“Do you like it perhaps?” Bob asked.

Virgil took a moment and...nodded?!

Bob’s character actually broke open to reveal Logan’s regular personality. “Wait, really?!” Logan peeked out.

“Yeheheheheah…” Virgil replied.

Logan smiled, took off the wig and fluttered it over Virgil’s belly again. This made Virgil giggle and laugh more. Roman finally let his arms go, and went completely ballistic on Virgil’s armpits.

Virgil was a laughing, giggling, snorting mess by the end. There was no stopping it now! They all knew: He likes it!

And he especially likes it when Bob Ross does it.

*Ahem* I mean Logan.

And let’s not forget Roman in all of this!

Wait a second...Does Roman like tickles?

#ticklefic #ler!logan #switch!virgil #switch!roman #fluff #references to Bob Ross

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