Happy Valentines day!! Or. Evening maybe.
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Happy Valentines day!! Or. Evening maybe.
A list of all of my Deltarune x Reader works !! It will be linked in my pinned post; LONG FICs will be at the end of the GN/MALE/MASCULINE Reader categories !!
Ok I had some weird lucid dreams last night but here's a really cute idea I had
For whatever reason, you give a pippins a kiss on the cheek. And then all of a sudden there's *another* one right behind them! So you also kiss them on the cheek.
There is now a line of pippins wanting a kiss on the cheek or forehead.
Eventually a green one comes into view, held forcibly by two red ones. He's writhing and saying "No, I don't want a freaking kiss! No! No!!!"
But as soon as he's in front he gets quiet and stops struggling. You giggle and give him a long, gentle press on the forehead.
He stumbles to the back of the line for another (as other pippins are doing).
Now there's a shadowguy! He chirps musically at you before taking off his hat, pointing to his forehead. You, of course, oblige.
And that leads to a zapper, accent thick and stumbling over asking for a kiss too. They get a kiss-- two! And they thank you, perking up and somehow blushing.
"HEY! IT'S MOTORMOUTH MIKE! WHAT'S THIS ABOUT GIVIN' AWAY KISSES?! AHAHAAHA!" Yes, he gets one.
So does Jongler's Mike persona, who does a long cowboy-esque whistle afterwards.
...Holy shit is that a CAT?! While you're distracted he curls up on your lap (by this point you are sitting because the line is literally never going to end).
You're so caught up in the euphoria of having a giant cat snuggle you that you miss a literal giant cut the line. "Excuse me?"
You feel his shadow lay over you, long and thick, and look up to see Tenna's big, wobbly smile. His hands are behind his back. "I uh, hear you're giving away kisses!"
You nod. "Would you like one?"
"WOULD I?!"
He immediately stoops down, turning his face away for a kiss on the cheek. You, however, take his case in both your hands and turn him forward.
"W-whatcha doing, starlight-?"
Your lips manage to find his, and as soon as you let go, he shoots up like a rocket. "WOW WOW *WOW!!!"*
You giggle, but you should know better than to think this is the end of his reaction. He abruptly turns to the line behind him, waving his arms. "SORRY FOLKS! RIDE'S SHUTTING DOWN FOR MAINTENANCE!"
"Tenna, what are you-- oh!"
Pluey falls off your lap as Tenna picks you up and runs off, taking you all for himself.
Absolutely random thought/ramble/side tangent
Battat x Player
Conspiracy theorist x otherworldly entity, I mean⌠I know people kinda do that dynamic with battat x friend, but I kinda find the idea of battat and player together funny and it doesn't have to be in a ship way. LikeâŚ
Battat: WHAT EVEN ARE YA???
Player: âŚ
Battat: ARE YA A LIGHTNER, A GOD, MIKE???
Player: đâŚ
Battat: SAY SOMETHING DAMMIT (do they know something about Mike???)
It would be also cute if player was someone who likes listening to theories or making theories, it'd be a nice bonding experience. (Does anyone see my vision?)
This is an INCREDIBLY self-indulgent comic I drew for myself as a treat that I am being brave and sharing.
Comic centred around human battat and my self insert OC Grey, I love the human version of Battat from the comic "Limited-time Offer" by Borderlands (if you haven't read it I HIGHLY recommend it) and I like that he's bald, I like to think he lost it early from stress and is a little bit self conscious about it.
I don't normally post stuff like this because it's a little embarassing lol but I really like how this turned out so we will see if it stays upppp bahhaha
BATTAT AND READER PLWASE
You didn't specify what you wanted so I went and had fun with it. I hope you enjoy it anon!
Go to Bed
CW: None.
âBattat?â You knocked softly on your boyfriendâs door, waiting for an acknowledgement that you had a feeling wasnât coming. âHoney?â You knocked again while slowly opening the door. The hinges creaked softly, hopefully altering the roomâs occupant to your presence. Yet no sleep deprived, wide-eyed, crazed pippin greets you. It appears the space is empty and you are filled with concern because now you donât know where Battat is but you know that itâs probably passed out in one of many precarious backstage walkways of TV-Time. Pinching the bridge of your nose you shake your head in exasperation.Â
Out of the corner of your eye you see green. âIf you were Mike, you would tell me wouldnât you?âÂ
âHOLY FOUNTAIN!" You scream, tumbling backwards and landing hard on your butt. âBattat what the hell!?âÂ
âIf you were Mike, youâd tell me, right?â His hands landed heavily on your shoulders, âRight?â Battat wheezed.Â
Blinking owlishly you take in the state of your boyfriend. You knew he hadnât been sleeping, despite your best efforts to get him to, but he looked worse than you thought. His eyes were bloodshot with deep bags making him look vaguely ghoulish.Â
âWhen was the last time you just sat down?â Reaching up you cupped his cheek, brushing your thumb along the smooth surface of his face. For a moment he nuzzled into your palm, his eyes slipping closed before his entire body went rigid.
âWait!â He screeched, gripping your shoulders tighter, âWhy are you avoiding the question?â He shakes you, âAre you Mike!?â
âNo, no, Batt Iâm not Mike. You know that.â You try to sooth, grabbing at his wrists and gently dislodging his hands.Â
âThen why didnât you answer me?â Battat narrowed his eyes, suspicion radiating from him in waves as he swayed backwards.
âI was preoccupied.â You sigh, maneuvering so you could pick him up easier.
He wiggled in your grasp, arms flailing, âWhat could have been more important than telling me if you were Mike or not?â He accuses.
âBabe,â You groan, âYou appeared from literal nowhere and scared the crap out of me.â
âLikely excuse.â Battat grumbled, head knocking against the underside of your chin as his eyes drooped. âWhere are you taking me?âÂ
âBed.â Your tone brokers zero argument but that doesnât mean he isnât going to try.
âBut what if Tenna shows up! I need to be there!â Adjusting him so he rested more in the crook of your right arm you push open the door to your room.
âJongler and Pluey will do just fine while you take a nap.â Pulling the sheets back you plop him into the bed, crawling in beside him and wrapping him up in your arms again.Â
âButââ You cut Battat off with a chaste peck to his lips that he chased after when you pulled back. He stretched his neck, lips pursed, asking without words for another kiss. You have no thought to refuse him, peppering his entire face with kisses. He lets out a low sigh, body relaxing as he melts into your affection.
âI love you, now for the love of the fountain get some damn sleep.âÂ
âOkay, okay. I will.â He breathes out, âI love you too.â
A Humanâs Touch - TWRP
Extra color palette i liked, just the line work, and the original sketch
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Added how it actually looks on my phone below