#sknickles

[m3gahet]

sknickles request—pickles baking smth for his bfs!!! maybe it’s good, maybe it’s bad, but it’s definitely full of weed.

He did not wake up for awhile

[m3gahet]

I didn't consider skwickles b4 and your doodles made me love it.

oh and if Nathan's on the mix too? man. m a n. (very pos) (stimming shaking my head like a madman)

LETS FUCKING GO!!!!

I obviously love skwickles and getting these messages makes me giddy as hell (fucking flapping my hands and buzzing I swear)

AND SKNICKLES always happy to draw more of these three 🤍🖤❤️

[m3gahet]

need more snickeles for my soul

could you do Murderface walking in on them… ehem… taking care of eachother….

Someone said tumblr will let me get away with you know what so

Some Sknickles “taking care” of each other below

Disclaimer: I am out of practice I tried my best

They didn’t even notice he entered and ran away. Too distracted with each other the homos.

[m3gahet]

Based on this post

[m3gahet]

how abt (obv not forced)

ketchup+mustard+pepper (snickles it's the actual name? idrk but pick+skwis+nate) after a shower. they cuddlin n shit. maybe lh teasing bcs Skwis would look like one of those cute-ugly cats when his hair is wet. (man I'll do anythin for some comfort + them just being a couple doing normal couple things)

Only rich people have big enough showers for three people (Two being fucking giant)

[m3gahet]

Nathan telling Pickles and/or Skwis about the weird dreams he has

I draw a lot of Sknickles cuddling guys

Like ALOT

[m3gahet]

If you're doing NSFW requests okay listen. Skwisgaar is a two seater. Between his legs. Pickles on his face. Consider it thank you I'll leave now

An accurate depiction of me trying to figure out what pose you were describing anon.

This bitch has stamina

[m3gahet]

25 for snickles

You guys know about the polar plunge? Also my Google history now has "can you eat pussy underwater" so that's fun

25- Write your otp bathing or swimming together + Snickles

“Yer fucking with us.” Pickles gaze is fixed on the icey waters beneath the dock's edge. He can't help but shiver, dressed in only his swimming trunks and a robe. 

“Ams not!” Skwisgaar exclaims, clearly insulted. His full lips pulled into a pout and arms crossed over his chest. “I told yous. Once you ams in its amazings.” Pickles caught the mischievous glint in those blue eyes before he could look back at the water. 

“Don't ya fucking dare.” 

“I'm nots doing anythings!” 

“Would you two shut up?!” Nathan's voice manages to echo with actually having yelled. It is effective. Skwisgaar huffs but doesn't speak, Pickles squats down as if it'll make the water any less intimidating. Nathan's footsteps cause the wood to creak as he finally approaches the edge. “Let's get this over with.” 

He's just about to rise when he feels a firm hand on his back. He manages to lock eyes with Nathan before being shoved off the dock. He doesn't even have time to shout before he's submerged. Every part of him is wide awake now, coffee doesn't have shit on this. 

He resurfaces just as Nathan seems to leap off the dock with a splash. Pickles splashes him as soon as he emerges from the water, having the nerve to look unphased. 

“Fuckin douchebag!” he curses as Nathan just shrugs him off. 

“You were taking too long.” He says blankly. Pickles shoves more water his way before looking back at the dock where Skwisgaar remains, squatting on the edge with a hand covering his mouth as he laughs at the both of them. 

“Alright get in here.” Pickles orders, he admits he seems to have adjusted. It's still cold- like way too fucking cold- but it's not awful he supposes.

“I thinks I'm goods on second thought.” 

He fucking knew it. 

His insult goes unheard however as Nathan simply grabs Skwisgaar by the ankle and yanks the blond off the dock and drags him under with him. Skwisgaar bursts from the water and practically leaps back onto the dock with a curse. Pickles can't remember the last time he saw the blond run anywhere but God damn is he fast in making his way back to their rented cabin. 

“Told ya he was fuckin with us.” He states smugly but Nathan is really good at taking the fun out being right. “Get me outta here.” He pulls himself onto the dock and quickly discards the soaking robe. The air doesn't feel cold anymore. Nathan's up in a matter of seconds, despite being the only one with a dry robe he decides to go without, instead offering it to the redhead. “Was Skwis always that fast?” 

“When he wants to be.” Nathan replies. “I'd hope so with those fucking legs.” 

“They're good legs.” 

The two of them share a comfortable moment before heading back to the cabin. Pickles can make out Skwisgaar's sopping robe draped over the deck railing and spots the blond relaxing in the hot tub. 

“How ya feelin? Amazin and all that shit, right?” He taunts as he approaches the tub. Skwisgaar's glare is normally as cold as the lake was but his bright red cheeks undermines the intimidating. “Don't be a brat.” He swings his legs over and sinks into the warm water of the hot tub. He didn't know if he bought into the whole god thing (at least the Christian one) but he had to admit this felt heavenly. 

“You not joinings?” Skwisgaar asks as the sliding door squeaks open. 

“Coffee first.” Nathan grunts. 

“That didn't wake yer ass up?! I’m fuckin wired!” He exclaims. “Skwisgaar sprinted, dude! He was like a damn cat.” Nathan doesn't respond, just heads inside, leaving the two of them alone. “Yer a dick, by the way.” 

“Ja ja I knows.” Skwisgaar rolls his eyes but gives him a smirk. “Want mes to make its up to you?” Pickles raises a brow as the blond moves closer till he's in front of him. “Wanna see how longs I can holds my breath?” 

“Oh fuck ya, dood.”