John 15:19: "If you were of the world, the world would love you as its own; but because you are not of the world, but I chose you out of the world, therefore the world hates you."
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I really liked @vitocosas 's Pippins chain headcanon so here's a fic about that. Yay.
Diamond King decides to take his trusty messenger on a walk around the kingdom on a beautiful Spring day. A choice he might or might not come to regret.
Word count: 685
Also on AO3!
"Ah, what a gorgeous day we're having." the Diamond King mused, lazily slithering forward while looking around, mesmerized by the beauty of his own kingdom. "Isn't that right, my dear?" he asked, turning back to look at the Darkner whose hand he was currently holding - a small Pippin with unusual yet lovely green eyes and pips. The dice was staring at a group of other, red, Pippins, but he looked up at the royal the moment he was addressed. "Oh, yes, your majesty. It really is pretty today."
It was indeed a gorgeous day. Birds were singing, flowers were blooming; the weather was warm and as sunny as it could get in a Dark World. The Diamond King often went out walking, but that day, he was even more eager to do so. He looked away from the other and let his gaze wander all around. He saw the tree branches slowly swaying from the slight, refreshing wind, his subjects enjoying the beautiful weather outside, and a few wooden carriages passing by on the road. He took a deep breath and sighed, taking in the subtle smell of flowers lingering in the air.
Ah, Spring. The mother of all seasons. The time when everything grows and life thrives the most. When everything is green and the world is woken up from its deep, Winter sleep, refreshed and ready for another year. Could there be a better time for a walk with the king's treasured messenger? Certainly not. Thinking of which, the king wondered, did he adore that season as much as he did? The young one had always preferred the golden colours of Autumn, especially during his childhood - collecting and drying leaves he found particularly captivating. The king had to admit - the collages he created with them were, in his opinion, absolutely marvelous; but surely, he was also able to appreciate the blossoming beauty of mid Spring.
With that in his mind, the king turned his head back to look at the green Pippin. "My treasure, do you-" he cut himself off the moment his eyes focused on the other. Or, more specifically, on the long chain of more than a dozen dice that had formed behind him, either casually chatting with each other or looking around. The messenger looked up at him with an oblivious expression, as if completely clueless to the fact that he was holding hands with not only the king, but also a different Pippin. He tilted his head a little, confused at the surprised look that appeared on Diamond King's face. "Yes, your majesty?"
The king blinked a few times, as if seeing whether he was just hallucinating from any possible allergies. When he realized that he was, in fact, not high off of pollen, he tried to gather his thoughts, though it was a bit challenging due to the fact that he was rather taken aback that such a huge chain had managed to come about so quickly, right under his nose no less. "Ah... My dear, it seems as though, um.. we might have some company..."
The small Darkner let out a questioning hum before looking behind himself, his eyes widening as he realized what was going on. His gaze quickly fell onto his hand, as if just noticing it wasn't empty anymore. "Oh!" he let out a short exclamation, his face heating up in embarrassment. He looked back up at the royal, now with a more bashful expression. "S-sorry, your majesty..." he muttered out. The king, despite being caught off-guard, smiled gently at the shy apology. "It is alright, my treasure. There's no need to be ashamed, it is just your instincts." He then looked up to focus more on the long chain. "That.. will require some work, though." he said, awkwardness creeping into his tone as he thought about the inevitable battle to separate the dice.
He let out a soft sigh, choosing not to think of it for now. He smiled at his messenger again, carefully squeezing his hand in a comforting gesture before resuming his walk, now with almost twenty other Darkners trailing behind.
Hey guys, I'm going to create a little tag game for all my Christian and Bible-reading friends out there. I'd love to know a few more things about you! I'll go first!
Name: Cherry
How long you've been Christian (approx): 9 years
Favourite verse:
And the grace of our Lord was exceeding abundant with faith and love which is in Christ Jesus.
This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners; of whom I am chief.
1 Timothy 1:14-15
Favourite book: Revelation
Currently reading: Exodus (and Hebrews, Revelation, and John in various Bible studies)
A helpful resource (if you have one): Filament Bible app - you need a QR code to get into it, but it has a bunch of really useful commentary on different verses and maps etc to help in study.
Tag List: @yahwmichael @4thouglory @problemchildiculoustheridiculous @pinestripe37 @rawrxd061
Haha, think this is the most I've personally started to get to know you more lol
Name: Christopher/Yahwmichael
How long have you been a Christian: fully understanding would def be 5-6 years
Favorite verse: Romans 8:38-39
For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Favorite book: It's either Romans, Acts, or Revelation
Currently reading: First Corinthians after finishing Romans for the 4th to 5th time lol
A helpful resource (if you have one): Documentary I enjoy!
Name: My online handle is "Delta" but, on a more personal level, my Confirmation Sacrament name is Philomena
How long have you been Christian: ever since I was born (in the Catholic Church, we get baptized after birth) but I went from lukewarm to die-hard last year after my Confirmation Sacrament (the Holy Spirit's been doing wonders for my faith fr)
Favourite verse:
John 15:19:
"If you were of the world, the world would love you as its own; but because you are not of the world, but I chose you out of the world, therefore the world hates you."
Favourite book: I haven't read nearly enough of the Bible to be picking favourites, but, for now, The Book of Kohelet
Currently reading: I just finished Mark yesterday and now I'm wondering which one to get to next
A helpful source: Catechism of The Catholic Church for my fellow Catholics (useful if you find yourself wondering about the meaning of certain things in the Bible)
There's no doubt that Pluey is a Miku fan, especially with all the merch he owns! But who's to say he's the only fake Mike that enjoys her music? Safe to say, he's in for a small surprise when, one day, he finds his Miku hoodie gone from the wardrobe.
Word count: 2,804
Also on AO3!
Jongler looked around before typing the code on the cat-shaped keypad and entering the Mike Room. They slithered in, quietly closing the door behind them. It was Mike's day off that day. In fact, it was everyone's day off! They weren't sure exactly why Tenna suddenly announced a day off, hiding in his room and refusing to go out, but it was better not to argue with the boss; especially since, well, day off! There was no guarantee if they'd even get a second one like that that year, so everyone unanimously agreed not to question the showman's strange behaviour and just enjoy the pleasant surprise to the fullest.
They shuffled out of the main room and down the short hallway. There were a few rooms there: a kitchen, a bathroom, an empty room and, of course, their shared bedroom. It wasn't as though they didn't have rooms of their own in their assigned living quarters, but they would have rather slept together than with Darkners of their kind. They've always been the odd ones out of their species in one way or another.
Jongler headed to the bedroom and opened the door, surprised to find Battat standing on a chair by their (also shared) wardrobe, trying to reach something from the 2nd from the top shelf. That.. didn't look safe. Especially not with how the Pippin wobbled while standing on his tiptoes. A sort of protective Zapper instinct shot through the tall Darkner, making them tense up. "Boss?? What are youse doin'??" The sudden question startled the other, making him flinch and almost lose his balance. He gripped onto one of the shelves not to fall and turned to look at the newcomer with wide eyes. "Ah! D-don't scare me like that, rubberbrain!!" he squeaked out, his face heating up slightly.
Jongler's visor furrowed in concern. "Dat's dangerous, boss!" They quickly slithered towards him and put their hands under his arms, gently picking him up. His face grew more pink at that and he started squirming a little, letting out small grunts in effort, but their grip on him was too secure for him to be able to wiggle out. "Don't be doin' dat. Youse gonna get hurt." they scolded lightly as they carefully put him down on the floor. The short Darkner huffed and shook his head, trying to brush off his embarrassment. "Relax, will you!? I'm just trying to get something! What was I supposed to do!?"
Jongler put their hands on their hips. "Still, youse could'a fell and den what? Youse too small to be goin' dat high without help!" Battat's face turned pink again. "I don't need help!!" he exclaimed, waving his arms to try and make himself look more serious (it didn't work). "I'm NOT a kid!! I can get stuff on my own!!" The Zapper sighed and shook their head. "What did youse even want anyway? Youse shelf is da second one from da bottom." The dice stopped waving his arms, letting them fall as he suddenly went quiet. His face heated up. "..." Jongler's visor scrunched up in confusion. "... Boss? What do youse want?"
Battat looked down at the floor, his fists clenching against his sides. "... The Miku hoodie..." he mumbled out, barely loud enough for the other to make out what he said. The Miku hoodie... Jongler wasn't exactly familiar with Miku, but they could somewhat recognize the character from what Pluey had told them. The Shadowguy was somewhat obsessed with her, so they tried to understand as much as they could (though they got lost when he started trying to explain to them what a "voicebank" was). But what they definitely DID know was that he had a white hoodie with a huge print of her that he wore only inside the Mike Room when he wasn't wearing his Mike costume.
"Da Miku hoodie?" They tilted their head in confusion. "But ain't dat Plues's?" The Pippin was quiet for a moment. "...Yeah..." he muttered. Jongler couldn't help it, their visor softened. It was rare for Battat to ever ask for anything, and it didn't help that he looked so endearing doing it so timidly, like a kid asking for something he wasn't supposed to. They just couldn't resist that small, flustered face, even if they knew they should. That was partly why they fumbled their job as a Zapper so badly - they were just too soft to say no sometimes, especially when it came to the mischievous but painfully adorable Pippins.
They sighed before turning towards the wardrobe. They reached up and skimmed over Pluey's clothes before they found the hoodie. It wasn't too hard to make it out - it was the only piece of clothing that Pluey owned that wasn't either black nor pink. They took it out, careful not to wrinkle the other clothes, and handed it to him. "Dere ya goes." Battat looked up meekly, appearing surprised that they actually gave it to him, before he quickly snatched it out of their hands, as if he was stealing it or something, and ran towards their triple bunk bed that they shared.
It was rather tall - it definitely wouldn't have fit if the ceiling in the studio wasn't so ridiculously high - with a light wooden frame and barriers. The bottom bed, belonging to Jongler, was the largest - it lacked any pillows or blankets, only a stiff, hard mattress. Only a Zapper could possibly want to sleep in such conditions. The second bed, belonging to Pluey was of an average size - it was absolutely filled with blankets, pillows and plushies of characters Jongler didn't recognize. They had no idea how the Shadowguy could even fit with all that in there. Also, they could've sworn every time they looked at it, there was a cat sleeping on it. And finally, the smallest, top bed, belonging to Battat - it had a blanket and a few pillows, along with fairly lights that were hung on the barrier. It was rather small and close to the ceiling, but it didn't bother the short dice much.
The Pippin quickly climbed up the ladder onto the top bunk and hid underneath his blanket. Jongler stared after him, confused as to what exactly he wanted to do with the hoodie. It was a size M - two or even three sizes too big on him, depending on the design. Couldn't he have just taken one of his own blouses? Well, there was no way of asking him now. With a small sigh, the Zapper grabbed one of their cowboy hats from the top shelf of the wardrobe and slithered out of the room, quietly closing the door behind them. Their little friend truly was an enigma and, if they were to be honest, they wouldn't have it any other way. Even if sometimes, they wished they could've known what was going on inside his head...
Jongler sat on the couch in the main Mike Room with their cowboy hat on, reading a book. They turned their head towards the door when they heard it open, and their visor squinted upwards when they saw Pluey walk in. "Hey Plues! How'za been?" The Shadowguy closed the door behind him and let out a cheerful tune. Clearly, whatever he was doing went well. "Well, I's happy to hear dat." they said before turning back to their book. The other made his way down the hall and towards their shared bedroom, whistling a casual tune as he walked.
... A few moments later, he came back to the main room, letting out questioning notes Jongler's way. The Zapper looked up at him. "Hm? What's wrong?" Pluey moved his hands up and put them on either side of his head, sliding them down to gesture a pair of ponytails. Then he slid his hands down his coat to gesture at his clothes. It took a moment for Jongler to process all the gestures before what the other was trying to say finally clicked. "Ah, youse Miku hoodie?" Pluey quickly nodded. The Zapper felt themselves getting a little embarrassed, guilt starting to bubble inside of them as they remembered what happened not so long ago. "I's, uh..." They rubbed the back of their head. "I's gave it to da boss..." they admitted hesitantly.
Pluey looked surprised at that, letting out a confused tune. Jongler's visor squinted in slight shame. "He asked for it, so I's gave it to 'im... Sorry, Plues..." they explained apologetically. The Shadowguy smiled at them and waved his hand dismissively, as if to say that everything was alright, making the Zapper let out a small sigh in relief. He tilted his head though and whistled another confused note. "I's don't know whys boss wanted it either! He didn't say nuthin', just dat he wanted it. Didn't get to ask 'im either - scurried off to da bed. No idea what for, tis' too big for 'im." Pluey put his hands on his hips and nodded in understanding. He pursed his lips together in thought before he let out another tune and headed back towards the bedroom. It was about time he checked on that hoodie thief.
The Shadowguy entered the room, closing the door behind him and looking straight up at the top of the bunk bed. He quickly headed towards the ladder and swiftly climbed up. He would've expected any other Pippin to steal it, but Battat? Since when did HE have sticky fingers? The Shadowguy knew it was in the Pippins' nature to sometimes snatch things, given the fact that they were adrenaline junkies, but since when the theorist act on those impulses? Was it a momentary loss of control? Or something else?
He climbed up the wooden ladder on the side and peeked into the smallest bed. He could see a suspiciously dice-shaped lump underneath the blanket. With a sly smile, he grabbed the edge of the blanket and, without hesitation, pulled it towards him, sliding it off whatever (or rather, whoever) was in it. Battat was laying on the mattress, curled up in the white Miku hoodie, so big on him that it looked like he was in a sleeping bag; it even covered his legs, and the hood was over his eyes and almost reached the edge of his nose. He was sleeping comfortably in the huge (on him) piece of clothing, not even noticing the blanket being snatched off him.
Pluey's expression softened at the cute sight. It was probably the most adorable he had ever seen the grumpy Pippin be. Suddenly, the whole stolen hoodie fiasco made sense - he'd be lying if he said he also didn't enjoy wearing oversized clothes, stealing them from Jongler from time to time. But he would've never expected Battat to do so as well! He wished Shuttah was there to take a picture - it was simply precious.
But alas, he couldn't just stand there and gush over the other forever. He gently nudged the other's side, which earned him a sleepy grunt. He did so a few more times before he heard a huff. "Wha..." The dice slowly sat up, the hoodie falling from his head, revealing his drowsy face. His tired gaze settled on the Shadowguy. With his mind foggy from just waking up, he moved his hands up to his face, the sleeves sliding down to his elbows, and rubbed his eyes with his knuckles. "What do you want..." he mumbled hoarsely. The other Darkner let out a small chuckle before he poked the Pippin's chest.
"What-..." Battat looked down at himself and his eyes widened, just realizing that he was currently wearing Pluey's stolen hoodie. His face quickly grew pink in embarrassment as the Shadowguy crawled onto the bed. "I, uhm-" he started to try and explain himself, flustered, but he was cut off when the other's hand made its way onto his side again, this time pinching it. The dice let out a startled squeak before bursting out into giggles as he kept being prodded at. "H-hey!" He shifted to lay on his back and tried to push the hand away. "Cut ihit out!"
Pluey, in fact, did NOT cut it out. Instead, he quickly slipped onto the bed from the ladder, sitting on his knees and towering over the smaller Darkner, and started attacking the other's stomach instead, relentlessly poking and picking at it. Battat's giggles turned into laughter, squirming beneath the other's ticklish torment. He still tried to push him away but it was fruitless as the Shadowguy didn't budge at all. "Pff- nahahaha! Stah- stahahap!" he giggled out. "Ihihi'm sohohohorry!! I'm sohorry, Ihi'm sohohorryyy!" he pleaded but it was in vain, as the other didn't slow down. His hands switched between his stomach, his sides and his ribs, too fast for the Pippin to catch them or defend himself against them. He couldn't help but start kicking uncontrollably, though it didn't seem to bother Pluey. The weak kicks against his knees didn't do much to deter him from getting revenge for his hoodie. He let out a mischievous tune and lightly scratched right under his ribs, making the other let out another squeal.
It went on for a while - a couple minutes or so. Battat's face was completely pink at that point, having given up on trying to defend himself and just curling up on his side, hiding his face in his arms. He kept apologizing through his laughter, more mindlessly than anything since it clearly wasn't working. The Shadowguy, on the other hand, was having the time of his life, taking all his mischievous tendencies out on that little hoodie thief. He was grinning the whole time, his hands always keeping up the pace. But, eventually, he decided that that was enough for now. A bit reluctantly, he slowed down, his fingers trailing down the other's stomach before taking them off. The dice stopped apologizing, panting and giggling a little as he tried to catch his breath and regain composure. He moved his arm away from his face and opened his eyes to look at Pluey, who was smiling at him with that wide, stupid smile of his. The Pippin let out a flustered huff and looked away in embarrassment. He could've sworn he heard the other let out a melodic chuckle.
Battat's eyes then drifted onto the hoodie he was wearing. Right. He should probably... He sat up on the bed, grabbing the hem of it. He was about to take it off to give it back when he felt a hand being placed on top of his, stopping him. Surprised at the sudden gesture, he looked up to see the Shadowguy's grin had softened into a kind smile. He let out a reassuring note, gently pushing the other's hands down from the hoodie. The theorist's eyebrows furrowed. "You don't want me to give it back to you?" Pluey shook his head before he playfully shoved him, making him fall back on the bed. Before Battat could react, he was swiftly tucked in with his blanket. The other patted his head a few times, letting out a friendly hum as if to say "it's fine" before he slipped out, climbing down the wooden ladder. Pink on the face again, the Pippin watched from between the barrier as the taller Darkner jumped down, skipping the last few steps, and, almost soundlessly, walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
He kept staring at the now empty room for a moment before shifting back. Despite the embarrassment from the whole situation, he had to admit, he felt quite comfortable with how the Shadowguy had tucked him in. He couldn't help his eyelids from growing heavy. He settled in under the blanket, his head falling back down onto the pillow. He let out a quiet yawn before closing his eyes, falling asleep and continuing on with his nap in the oversized, comfortable, Miku-branded hoodie.
Pluey walked back into the main room, heading towards the couch where Jongler was still reading their book with their cowboy hat on. They lifted their gaze up when they saw him sit on the sofa. "Hey, youse back. How's it go with da boss?" The Shadowguy stretched out and let a melodic note. "Good, huh?" He nodded and laid down, curled up like a cat. It was quiet for a short moment before the Zapper spoke up again. "I's were thinkin'... How 'bout we get da boss his own Miku hoodie?" they asked, but the other quickly shook his head. They tilted their head. "No?" "♪♪♪ ♪♪." Pluey hummed before pointing at himself with his thumb. "Oh, youse don't mind lendin' it?" He nodded before tucking his arm under himself, getting comfortable before dozing off. Jongler stared at him for a few seconds more before shrugging and turning back to their book.
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Imma be honest, I didn't intend to post this fic on this account lol. But it didn't get much attention on AO3 so I thought I'd put it here, just in case. Also, if you've seen this fanfic on a different blog, it might've been mine since I posted this on my side blog first.
“Name 5 things that make you happy, and then put this in the inbox of the last 10 people who have liked or reblogged something from you 🦋 no pressure :)”
Awh, cute! Won't be putting it in anyone's inbox tho lol but thank you for including me in this!
1. Writing fanfiction
2. Daydreaming
3. Listening to music
4. Finishing a project, usually a fanfic, drawing or a comic
5. Hygiene related self-care, washing my hair got much more pleasant for me ever since I cut it
Again, thank you for including me in this fun little thing, God bless you! :D
