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Knead My Heart Until It's Ready To Be Glazed
Chapter 2: Video Games
Main tags: Slice of Life, sweet, pining, fluff, domestic
Pairings: Blaze x Gasquatch
Blaze found himself coming back to that small coffee shop now and then. Little Carlito’s had a warm feeling to it– the scent of pumpkin spice filling the air while customers’ voices would exchange along with the music of computers’ keys tapping at different speeds. The soft sight light graced the room, illuminating the various fall and Halloween decor that set the shop for the season’s autumn spirit. And the sight of a burly man behind the counter that towered above all who came to order.
Yes, Blaze liked this.
And he liked the talks he and Gasquatch casually shared while on his shift. He’s good company.
“Hey, Gasquatch.”
The big man was wiping tables when the hero called him. “Yeah, Blaze?”
“Wanna go to my place for video games after your shift?”
Gasquatch glanced back at Blaze before a smile graced his lips. “Really?!” If he were a puppy, he would be wagging his big luscious furry tail. “Of course!”
That was the beginning of Gasquatch’s regular integration into his life. Aside from his weekly coffee trips to Little Carlito’s, Blaze would find time to spend time with his behemoth of a friend. Gasquatch was extremely friendly, so he blended well with his fellow racers.
Gasquatch joined them on Pumpkin Carving hangouts, baking with Starla and Watts, making paper decor with Stripes, and playing games with Darington. Gasquatch loved having conversations with Blaze’s friends, and the red-haired hero was relieved that the big man was able to incorporate himself into his group.
But sometimes, Blaze could understand that Gasquatch could get overwhelmed and would rather have one friend than multiple.
“Woo!” Blaze cheered as the screen displayed Blaze’s character as the first place in another round of Mario Kart. He laughed as Gasquatch’s character fell off the leaderboard and was down to the bottom of the display screen.
He glanced at his pouting friend and chuckled. “Awe, Gas. There's no need to be bitter about a losing streak. It’s part of the fun!”
“Fun for you, maybe,” Gasquatch huffed. “But c’mon! How the heck am I this bad at Mario Kart?!”
“Maybe you’re just choosing the wrong cart, buddy,” Blaze laughed.
“Ooor, I have a busted controller.” Gasquatch offered his controller to Blaze and asked, “Trade?”
Blaze traded controllers with his friend. The device on his hand felt warm to the touch, having been enveloped by his friend’s large hands for thirty minutes already. He brushed his thumb against the knob of the controller before glancing at his taller friend. He watched the reflection of the TV in his eyes and concealed a laugh when Gasquatch’s nose crinkled in annoyance when he couldn’t find the perfect character.
Blaze didn’t realize how invested his friend was in this game, but he didn’t mind. Why would he when he could see how excited his friend was when he finally was able to push past Blaze’s cart and race to the finish line?
“YES!” Gasquatch rejoiced as the game ended, showing Gasquatch on the 5th leaderboard while Blaze was demoted to the 6th. “I knew my controller was busted!”
“What are you celebrating for? You still lost!” Blaze laughed, never one to admit that he didn’t just lose on purpose just to see his friend smile.
Gasquatch pulled Blaze into a noogie and said enthusiastically, “I still beat you, didn’t I? That’s all that matters! HAH!”
Blaze laughed and squirmed his way out of Gasquatch’s grip only to be recaptured again. The two wrestled around the couch, letting the remote controllers fall, until Gasquatch eventually fell, hitting his bum hard on the floor.
Blaze laughed, but it was quickly cut short when Gasquatch dragged him down to the floor.
It was honestly just one of those days that Blaze let himself fall into the comfort of friendship instead of tending to the outside world, and although their hangout was as simple as playing video games, Blaze wouldn’t mind doing it all over again.
some guys i made in sculpture class earlier this semester. prompt was to take a childhood toy and modify it and add to it
the original toy
more info below the cut
Okok look at this candle holder I made of my OC Axe and his pet raccoon! :)
IM SO MAD BC THE AXE FELL OVER IN THE KILN GRAHHH WHY also he’s ginger for some reason he’s not supposed to be
One character
Two types of clay
One show
Two figures
For 1st one I had more time so he kinda has "scales"? Idk how to name it xd 2nd one is older
I'm not super proud of it but it's my 1st time doing figures so I guess it's not that bad >:) Only coloring left!
This post was in my drafts and I guess maybe I should upload it finally ^^
These guys are kinda old now ( text above was written months ago) but I finally almost finished the one that I wanted to color - the one with more details ! Soon I'll upload a photo :D Grimothy is sooo cool
CERAMIC BIRD SPOON REST by kimartist 5" diameter ceramic, after firing
Humongous Tiger thingy that idk if I should fire it
Concept art
Knead My Heart Until It's Ready To Be Glazed
Chapter 1: Cinnamon in Autumn
Main tags: Fluff, pining, romance, coffee shop au
Pairings: Blaze x Gasquatch
The cool air pushed through Blaze’s hair as he walked through the streets of Axle City. His hands were comfortably tucked in the pockets of his pants as he walked on the sidewalk filled with dried leaves. Autumn was Blaze’s favorite season, contrary to popular belief. It was not just because of the constant cool red that greeted him wherever he walked, but Blaze considered this time to be one of the calmest in all of the years. Blaze was always full of energy with people. That’s why he loved it when he could take some time to cool down.
He pushed his hand against the glass door and listened as the bell jingled, greeting him as he walked to the counter.
The barista working at the cashier faced away from Blaze, but he could see this man was rather tall. About 6 feet, at least. He could assume he had a beard with the way hair puffed out from the side of his face to the bottom of his chin.
Blaze cleared his throat and greeted, “Morning, bud.”
The barista turned to him, pausing whatever he was doing, and Blaze was surprised to see Gasquatch. The behemoth of a man greeted Blaze with a large smile and he leaned against the counter at the sight of his friend, towering over the red-haired hero with a friendly grin. “Oh, Blaze! Hey!”
“Gasquatch,” Blaze mirrored the grin. “I didn’t know you were working as a barista.” Blaze never expected to see Gasquatch work something as common as a barista from a newly-opened coffee shop but when Blaze thought about it, it suited him.
Gasquatch laughed and said, “Well, I need to get by somehow. And it’s been really fun, actually!”
“How long have you been working?” Blaze asked.
“Since Carlito’s opened,” Gasquatch said, taking his position at the counter. “I got hired because a friend of the manager recommended me. I say I got lucky that I passed the interview,” he lightly jokes. “What can I get ‘ya today, Blaze?”
Blaze hummed and looked through the menu. “What can you recommend?” he asked.
“Well, the Pumpkin Spice Latte is our best seller since it’s autumn season but I personally like the Double Dutch Cinnamon Cortado,” Gasquatch said.
“Cortado, huh? Well, I’ll try that one.”
Gasquatch’s lips poked at the edges of his cheeks as he put in the order.
“How much do I owe you, big guy?” Blaze asked, pulling out his wallet from his pocket.
“Oh, it’s okay. It’s on the house!” Gasquatch said.
Blaze blinked before he had a small chuckle escape his lips. “Alright, then.” He took out a few coins and put them on the tip box beside the machine. “Thanks, big guy! I’ll take that one to-go.”
“Alrighty!”
Blaze ordered two Double Dutch Cinnamon Cortados but he only took one. “The other one is for you, big guy.”
Blaze could see Gasquatch’s eyes sparkle as he took the drink from the counter. He said, “Awe, thanks, Blaze. You didn’t have to.”
“Consider it my thanks,” Blaze said, raising his cup of cortado. “I’ll see you around, big guy.” Blaze strutted out of the small coffee shop, putting the hot beverage to his lips and then exhaling the warmth that entered his body.
Cinnamon on an autumn day.
It was quite nice.
notes: I wanna dedicate this first chapter to all of those yearnings for Blaze x Gasquatch since they've read Gemini!!! Or just Blaze x Gasquatch shippers in general lol thanks to @grayblqnkets for encouraging me to make this story. I dedicate this story to her<3