Accidentally Baby Ripto

RP and Ask blog for baby Ripto! OC, cross-over, and multiverse friendly!

[naughtyandnicerpmemes]

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[willie-wumpa-cheeks]

(AngerNugget) 🎁 [A freshly made hot-dog] "I finally saved up enough to pay you back!"

The mutant turned around, looking down at the source of the voice, a soft smile appearing when he saw who it was. The tiny saurian really didn't need to go out of his way for that, but... he seemed so proud of himself, and so enthusiastic about it...

He crouched to get closer to Nugget's level, patting him on the head.

"You did good, kid."

[angernugget]

There was a pleased sound from the dino, looking quite happy with the head-pat.

[enstorie]

Can you reblog this if the mun is 18+

[ofmusingsxandmayhem-a]

Ok, I’m not a big fan of these kinds of posts, but lately, I’m becoming more and more disheartened so I need to know if you’re out there. 

Please reblog this post if you are willing to write with ‘un-shippable’ muses. 

I’m talking about those muses who are perhaps elderly, who are married/taken and not liable to affairs, muses who are asexual/aromantic, or even just muses whose muns don’t really want to ship. 

While I’m always happy that anyone would want to write with me, sadly, over time I have realised that my older/married/ace muses are very rarely (virtually never) requested. So please share this on your blog so that people know they can throw their muses at you who are not going to wind up in ships or with smut threads. 

[publicservicememes]

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[inboxstuff]

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[dragons-many]

@angernugget X

“Oh okay, go ahead, scream.” Puck said with a roll of his eyes, opening his book for a moment and looking up a spell. Once he’d found the spell he was looking for he reached into one of the inner pockets of his vest and pulled out a stem of fresh chamomile.

He stared at the sprig of chamomile, silently repeating the spell in his head before exhaling a puff of flame onto the flowers, setting them on fire. Puck then shook the flame out and left the chamomile smoldering.

“Go ahead, try screaming.” The spell he’d just cast was a sound reduction spell, commonly used for crying, screaming hatchlings.

[angernugget]

Aw crap. He knew that spell.

Hadn’t imagined having it used against him though.

“Stay away from me you-” What followed was a string of words that should probably not be repeated.

While cursing, Ripto was slowly backing up, scanning the surroundings for some sort of weapon or protection... And finding nothing but sheer cliffs and sheep.

And he wasn’t strong enough to throw sheep at the dragon.

[saurian-sorcerer]

[Angernugget] “Well that’s definitely dislocated.” The smaller saurian shook his head. "Told you not to pick a fight with that guy."

“He started it!” Said the saurian sorcerer, crying out as his smaller self poked and prodded, a great twinge of pain flaring up with each press, gentle though it was.

@angernugget

[angernugget]

“He was a bear!”

He sighed, leaving the area alone. “...You’re gonna need someone to pop that back in the socket.”

[saurian-sorcerer]

“I’ve tossed bears bigger than him!” Ripto hissed through clenched teeth...

Popping it back in... His stomach was twisting in knots at the notion... Could... Could his other self do that?

[angernugget]

“I’m sure. Can you walk?”

Despite his attitude, Ripto... Rips... Was genuinely worried. There was absolutely no way he could assist his... adoptive father in this, and what medic would accept them??

“This is gonna be a long night...”

[dragons-many]

@angernugget X

Puck recoiled as the tiny dino screamed, his ears flattening back as he stood up tall and glared down at the orange sorcerer with irritation.

“Don’t scream in my face, Ripto. You’ve seen a dragon before.” The learning Magic Crafter said, “And I’ve never seen you so tiny before. Did you get into a mishap with a size or aging spell?”

It had to be one of those kinds of spells, nothing else would make Ripto look more like a baby than usual.

[angernugget]

How the hell did this dragon know his name?!

The tiny nugget staggered backwards, hissing and spitting like a frightened cat.

“D-d-d-don’t come any closer..!!”

[dragons-many]

Pucando stared at him like the little dinosaur had three heads, confusion evident on his long dragon face.

“I.. Uh… Ripto? You know that we all know your name? Spyro told Nestor and the other Artisans, and word spreads fast around here. Or is this another timeline-split situation?”

Puck shifted the heavy book in his arms and carefully sat down in the somewhat snowy grass, his orange eyes still showing confusion.

“You don’t have to be afraid, bud, I’m not gonna hurt you.”

[angernugget]

Right, like he was gonna trust a dragon.

“Come near me and I’ll scream! The whole world will think you hurt a baby!”

Not his finest moment, admittedly. But desperate times called for... well you know how that saying goes.

At least Crush and Gulp were safe, back at the park.

[saurian-sorcerer]

[Angernugget] “Well that’s definitely dislocated.” The smaller saurian shook his head. "Told you not to pick a fight with that guy."

“He started it!” Said the saurian sorcerer, crying out as his smaller self poked and prodded, a great twinge of pain flaring up with each press, gentle though it was.

@angernugget

[angernugget]

“He was a bear!”

He sighed, leaving the area alone. “...You’re gonna need someone to pop that back in the socket.”

[dragons-many]

@angernugget X

Puck recoiled as the tiny dino screamed, his ears flattening back as he stood up tall and glared down at the orange sorcerer with irritation.

“Don’t scream in my face, Ripto. You’ve seen a dragon before.” The learning Magic Crafter said, “And I’ve never seen you so tiny before. Did you get into a mishap with a size or aging spell?”

It had to be one of those kinds of spells, nothing else would make Ripto look more like a baby than usual.

[angernugget]

How the hell did this dragon know his name?!

The tiny nugget staggered backwards, hissing and spitting like a frightened cat.

“D-d-d-don’t come any closer..!!”

[dragons-many]

@angernugget 

In the Wizard Peaks of the Magic Crafter’s realm, a young dragon sat on a high ledge, nose tucked into a large book. He’d been reading this one book for past three hours, and had begun to look like a statue perched up on that mountain cliff. Puck absolutely adored his studies, but nothing could fascinate him more than crystals and charms, which was the main subject of the huge piece of literature in his claws.

As he finished reading the page he was on, he turned it to find that he’d read all the way to the glossary. Huffing in disappointment, the learning Magic Crafter gently shut the book and slowly stood up, stretching his long legs a little before looking down at the area below his perch.

Nobody around except that little flock of sheep, and whatever that tiny orange thing is.

[angernugget]

It was.. A fairly desperate attempt.

He’d left the park to go hunting, and followed a small bird upwards… and got lost.

So he turned back. And realized he couldn’t figure out the correct way back.

Hunger had taken over, and he’d started trying to sneak up on every bird he saw, but almost all of them took flight before he reached them, and the one that didn’t was tiny! So… he’d ended up, wherever this was.

And now he was trying to sneak up on a sheep. They didn’t fly, usually, so maybe he’d have better luck. Sure they were bigger, stronger, and faster than him, but if he was just reaaaalllly careful…. Nerp. The sheep shuffled away, almost uncaringly.

He was so hungry…

[dragons-many]

Puck watched the little orange thing for a moment before it clicked in his brain, Thats Ripto.

He nearly jumped out of his fur at the realization and tucked the book close to his chest before jumping off the cliff and gliding down to the scene below. His huge, feathery wings fluttered as he came and landed almost on top of what was indeed Ripto, but not quite.

“What the..” He stared down at the tinier-than-normal dinosaur, wondering if his eyes were tricking him or if Ripto really had shrunken into a child. Puck stepped back a bit and leaned down, staring at the dinosaur in disbelief. 

“Wow, man, what happened to you?” He said, his nose practically in Ripto’s face.

[angernugget]

Stupid sheep! The tiny nugget blew a raspberry at them, not really having the energy for more than that... when something all but landed on him.

Next thing he knew, some dragon stuck its whole head in his face.

“AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

[dragons-many]

@angernugget 

In the Wizard Peaks of the Magic Crafter’s realm, a young dragon sat on a high ledge, nose tucked into a large book. He’d been reading this one book for past three hours, and had begun to look like a statue perched up on that mountain cliff. Puck absolutely adored his studies, but nothing could fascinate him more than crystals and charms, which was the main subject of the huge piece of literature in his claws.

As he finished reading the page he was on, he turned it to find that he’d read all the way to the glossary. Huffing in disappointment, the learning Magic Crafter gently shut the book and slowly stood up, stretching his long legs a little before looking down at the area below his perch.

Nobody around except that little flock of sheep, and whatever that tiny orange thing is.

[angernugget]

It was.. A fairly desperate attempt.

He’d left the park to go hunting, and followed a small bird upwards... and got lost.

So he turned back. And realized he couldn’t figure out the correct way back.

Hunger had taken over, and he’d started trying to sneak up on every bird he saw, but almost all of them took flight before he reached them, and the one that didn’t was tiny! So... he’d ended up, wherever this was.

And now he was trying to sneak up on a sheep. They didn’t fly, usually, so maybe he’d have better luck. Sure they were bigger, stronger, and faster than him, but if he was just reaaaalllly careful.... Nerp. The sheep shuffled away, almost uncaringly.

He was so hungry...

[dragons-many]

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[dragons-many]

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[naughtyandnicerpmemes]

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[willie-wumpa-cheeks]

(Angernugget) Among the usual mess and trash left behind by visitors and whatnot, one of the corners had a bigger than usual pile of trash strewn across the ground - One of the trashcans had seemingly been toppled over and rolled away.

Another day at the old grind that was working at Von Clutch’s Motorworld. Willie narrowly avoided being attacked all day so far, so today wasn’t entirely painful to get through. In fact, it was starting to slow down, giving him a chance to slip away from the activity and find a quiet spot to have a few moments to himself-

Oh, hell. It seemed someone had been digging through the garbage again. When were they going to learn that there was never anything of value in there? There were no janitors nearby, so, with a frustrated sigh, Willie began scooping the trash back into the can… though it seemed to be a rather heavy pile for some reason…

[willie-wumpa-cheeks]

{ X }

“It might need quite a bit of cleaning up since it hasn’t been touched in years, but nobody will ever notice you there.”

“Hell, after my shift’s over, I’ll come by and rearrange it!”

Normally, Willie was not all that eager to help random people, and he really did not like children. However, there was something about this kid… Something about him was definitely off… but not in a bad way. Perhaps they could arrange something else with each other sometime… He’d have to bring it up later.

“Just “Willie” is fine.”

“And… what should I call you?”

[angernugget]

“Ah..! Willie, right! Name’s Ripto, but you can call Rips, or just Rip if you prefer.”

He bid the other goodbye, and scurried off, following the map closely, while dodging park visitors and the trash they dropped.

[willie-wumpa-cheeks]

(Angernugget) Among the usual mess and trash left behind by visitors and whatnot, one of the corners had a bigger than usual pile of trash strewn across the ground - One of the trashcans had seemingly been toppled over and rolled away.

Another day at the old grind that was working at Von Clutch’s Motorworld. Willie narrowly avoided being attacked all day so far, so today wasn’t entirely painful to get through. In fact, it was starting to slow down, giving him a chance to slip away from the activity and find a quiet spot to have a few moments to himself-

Oh, hell. It seemed someone had been digging through the garbage again. When were they going to learn that there was never anything of value in there? There were no janitors nearby, so, with a frustrated sigh, Willie began scooping the trash back into the can… though it seemed to be a rather heavy pile for some reason…

[willie-wumpa-cheeks]

{ X }

Oh, how he felt that sometimes…

“You shouldn’t be in trees, either.”

“You really have nowhere else to stay?”

[angernugget]

Well, the cards were on the table.

He shrugged. “Not really, no. Been hanging out with a few different people here and there, but nothing really stuck.”

“…I tend to get lost without maps..” The nugget rubbed his neck awkwardly.

[willie-wumpa-cheeks]

He sighed deeply.

“If you really have nowhere else to go…”

“…I’m sure I can make arrangements for you here.”

“But no more sleeping in the trash with you.”

[angernugget]

His interest was piqued.

“…Arrangements?” He questioned.

[willie-wumpa-cheeks]

“Yes, arrangements!”

“There may or may not be an empty spot in Happily Never Faster that hasn’t been used in years and nobody ever goes near…”

[angernugget]

“You have my interest.” He declared, sipping some more water and looking up at Willie. “What’s it’s like..? Ah never mind that, I’ll take it. Thanks man!”

[willie-wumpa-cheeks]

“I’ll be glad to take you there-”

BEEP BEEP. BEEP BEEP. BEEP BEEP.

Dammit! Break time was over. He didn’t have time to show the nugget where to go. However, he had a convenient backup plan. He took a park map out of one pocket and a sharpie in the other, and quickly scribbled and circled the section of the park he had just told him about, as well as the quickest route to get there from their current location.

“If you ever need anything else… I’m not hard to find.”

[angernugget]

Ripto gleefully accepted the map, studying it quickly to make sure he could follow it, and nodded with a thankful smile on his face.

“Thanks! I’ll go check it out, then get back to you about what I think about it, okay?”

He’d finished his meal, and felt properly satiated for the first time in weeks. It felt good.

“See ya soon, uh... W... Will?” Crap he’d forgotten the friendly fruit’s name.