#tulix

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Tulip and Twix

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One thing I like about Tulip/Twix is that both of their dads are just. So bad at this. Dib has just enough self-awareness to know he doesn't know shit about actually dating somebody who isn't Zim, but Zim and Keef don't, so Zim honestly suggests to Twix to beat Tulip in armed combat to impress her, and Keef suggests to Tulip to sneak into Twix's room to surprise her, something Tulip is... pretty sure will get her shot from what she's seen of Twix's house?

Twix eventually brings her flowers to ask her out because she likes flowers and is pretty sure Tulip does too, and that works out, but they very much have to figure this all out on their own.

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I got this very cute comm from @izzydrawsforfun!

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Okay, so, when Twix’s organs fail, sometimes they keep the old ones when they’re forced to make new ones to stuff in there.

What I’m saying is that at least once in her teenage years, for Valentine’s day, Twix tries to offer Tulip her actual heart on top of a traditional meat plate. It has stitches and a bow on it!

Tulip is actually kind of flattered, but only after Twix swears up and down it’s her own and there isn’t a corpse stuffed in the garbage behind the skool.

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Mainverse, mom Twix. Wordcount: 100

"It'll be okay, hun." Tulip wrapped her thick, strong arms around Twix, cupping over her belly and nuzzling into the side of her neck. "Your parents can help a lot, and worrying isn't gonna change anything- you were always the one telling me that, remember?"

"Oh, don't turn my words back on me," Twix muttered, but she sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly. Her Pak hummed, warm against Tulip's chest as she looked down and set spindly fingers over Tulip's sturdier ones.

To be fair, it wasn't really herself that Twix was worried about right now.

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Mainverse. Wordcount: 100

Twix's fingers drifted over poison-tipped rose thorns, gloves squeaking as a rip drew tantalizingly close before she pulled back, plucking a single petal off instead and bringing it over to the scanner to test if the poison had tainted the flowering sections.

She only realized that she was rumbling a soft purr when one hand drifted to her middle and felt the vibrations. The scanner hummed along with her, and she sang to the baby under her breath a song that Dad had once turned into a lullaby.

"Come little children, I'll take thee away into a land of enchantment..."

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Oh and speaking of Tulip, last night I realized she probably lifts weights as a stress-relief thing, so that on top of her Girly Ranger training means she can 100% benchpress Twix from the ages of 15 on, and Twix is Very Gay about all of this.

Imagine Twix talking about something and Tulip just scoops her up under her arm like a gym bag and Twix is just bluescreening. They spar sometimes and it’s very fun.