#pickle wc

[lemnnshark]

"Pickle is a plump, long haired, fluffy white tom with a squashed-in face."

[eggfeather]

pickle

[shallowbreeze]

Pickle

Pickle is a plump, long haired, fluffy white tom with a squashed-in face

[blimbo-buddy]

All Pickle saw was something circular around NightCloud's head like how some images portray angel halos

[armadillo-arts]

sorry it’s late again, i was mentally preparing for work and then i was at work 😭

oakheart just barely pulled through for O at 29 votes (didn’t get as many votes as usual this time)! onestar was only one vote off from a tie (28 votes), and our other runner ups were one eye (18) and owlnose (17)

as always, please vote even if unfamiliar with the series/characters so i can get as many votes as possible. choose the name/context/potential design that intrigues you most!

[warriorsbutnotreally]

I recently read Crowfeather's trial. And I found your Nightpickle art. Do you happen to have any thoughts about them?

I have a lot of love for Nightcloud and Pickle, both as a romantic couple and just platonic.

The fact that, despite her temper, he treated her nicely or that even after he tried to get her stay, she still only had kind words about him

even Crowfeather admitted that Pickle had treated her nicer than he ever had - which granted, he's a huge piece of shit so the bar was low

I don't think either would want to leave their lives behind - Nightcloud would always want to be a Warrior and Pickle was comfortable as a kittypet - sometimes I imagine an AU where he moved into the barn and Nightcloud would visit him often to just hang out and even maybe let Pickle complain about Smoky being a bit much to deal with

even if Nightcloud isn't the perfect cat, she deserves a lot better than how Crowfeather treated her.

[yumequeenbr]

241#pickle

nightcloud's roommate

[snailfen]

caseheart and knifeclaw go kill that dictator from twolegplace (cobs) or you're FIRED

[mollyeep]

Inanimate insanity more like... feline insanity

Some main guys people know along with soap.. love her

Last drawing is Poppypaw and Lichenpaw's (fan and test) first tour around the camp given by their mentors Brightlight and soon Lapistar! (Lapistar soon reassigns Poppypaw to Bushytail/Paintbrush bcuz poppypaw annoyed him too much to actually teach him anything)

[marmosetpaw]

[wicked-west-cats]

Dovetail and Reedsnap are...unconventional mates to say the least. Reedsnap always wanted to continue her legacy, evidence that she was here that would continue on for moons to come. Dovetail was the unassuming tom who just so happened to be at the perfect place at the perfect time for her to decide that he would be the father of said kits.

Despite a bit of an abrupt proposal, Dovetail had humoured the spitfire and the two genuinely enjoy the company of each other (even if they don't always see eye to eye).

Dovetail is level headed, laid back, with his head in the clouds. Reedsnap is blunt, ambitious, and opinionated. An odd mix but one that works for them, stepping in when the other either needs defending or to be told to calm down.

[flowercat6]

In my last post i just realized i left out a picture!!!!

Here we are

My bad for that! Andandand the rest of the designs are on this post: https://www.tumblr.com/flowercat6/782585330650005504/time-for-my-warriorsxinanimate-insanity-stuff-i

[warrior-cats-rewritten]

is crowfeather still bad to breeezepelt?

He is. In a different way.

To be quite honest, even with the changes I've made to him, he would still be a shitty parent to the 3 if he had joined Thunderclan during TNP, PO3, or OOTS.

He doesn't hit Breezepelt now, because that would be too obvious and Squilf would literally kill him...

Instead it's more... Emotional. Verbal. He refuses to show interest in anything his son does, and it all comes down to one statement I heard that resonated with me quite a bit.

"When you become a parent, you go from center stage, to stage crew."

Crowfeather was not ready to accept that he was never going to be center stage again. Nightcloud was MORE than happy with it, girl is at her soundboard and she is vibing.

Crowfeather also... REALLY struggled with a lot of his classes, and so, when Breezepaw turns out to be a prodigy, he gets jealous.

He makes snarky remarks, and ignores his son, who desperately wants to make his father happy.

When Breezepelt finds out about the 3, he "puts it together" that it's them standing in the way of love, it's them that make his father moody and distant, it's THEM that make him gaze at the Thunderclan border like it's a missing limb it's THEM who make him fight with Nightcloud it's THEM it's THEM IT'S THEM-

Sure... He helps find Hollyleaf, because deep down... He feels a connection to them. But he makes it clear, it's the last thing he'll ever do for his siblings. From now on, it's war. They did a kind thing for him, he returned it, now it's on sight.

Crowfeather fights with Nightcloud all the time, and it's damaging to Breezekit and Breezepaw and Breezepelt.

Tigerstar, snake that he is, slinks down one night to Breezepelt, appearing in a dark field, where Breezey-P is drawing in the dirt. A dream, of course. He asks Breeze what's wrong, that he looks so sad, so angry... Ah, his father betrayed him too. Having a mate in another Clan? That's just as bad as becoming a kittypet! No wonder Breezepelt is so upset! A smart young tom like him shouldn't be doing something useless like drawing!

You should be taking action... Start with the blind one. An old friend of mine will teach you how to fight a blind cat best...

Silverhawk takes Breezepelt under his wing, and things begin to spiral.

In the end, after all is said and done, Crowfeather tells Breezepelt something he never expected to hear.

"I'm so glad you're more like your mother. You deserved better than a poor excuse of a father like me."

Breezey's suspicious, is he trying some kind if angle? Pity? What is he-

"I'm sorry. For everything. I hurt you, and I can't take it back, and... I failed you, and Nightcloud. I'm sorry."

"Okay."

"Okay."

"I don't forgive you."

"You don't have to."

"You're leaving, aren't you?"

"..."

"You-"

"Be good for Pickle, show him your best hunting spots. Teach him everything you've got in that head of yours. Starclan knows he needs it."

"Thank you, Crowfeather. I will."

"And by the way, Heathertail likes stews best."

"Hey! You-!"

"Goodbye, Breezepelt, and good luck with your new position. May Starclan light your path, always."

Crowfeather knows that their relationship is beyond repair, and that Pickle is a better father to Breezepelt in 4 DAYS than he has been all of Breezey-P's life. The best thing he can do is stop causing damage and do the thing he has wanted to do since leaving The Forest; leave for Thunderclan.

He's got a LOT of apologizing and making up to do. Leafpool tells him that he needs to earn the right to call himself her mate, and the father of her kits. And by god, does he work.

Breezepelt is very happy with his step-dad, who cherishes him, makes him feel wanted and important, and never puts down a thing Breezepelt loves.

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

The happy couple!

[blimbo-buddy]

Smudge #3

[parkers-gal]

my girl J.B.

pairing: bucky x avengers!reader (f)

trope: oblivious x thought they’ve been dating all along :)

warnings: none

wc: 1k

a/n: requests are open (for bucky). pls send prompts!

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you’re in a pickle. as you sit with natasha and wanda on the floor of wanda’s room, you listen as nat tells the two of you about her earlier conversation with bucky. 

“he said we were dating?” you were confused. bucky had never asked you to be his girlfriend, but you had gone on a couple dates and hung out around the compound all the time. you were too nervous to make any moves, but it seemed bucky was on a completely different page altogether.

“basically” natasha confirmed. “he told me he already had plans for saturday with his ‘girl.’”

“oh.” 

wanda giggles at your perplexed state. “maybe you’ve been stressing over nothing this whole time, then.”

“but he never asked me.”

“maybe it was different back then?”

“cmon wanda, it’s not like he said we’re going steady like its the 40s. i feel like he knows about labels.” you sigh. you’ve been worried these last few weeks that bucky wasn’t going to ask you to be his girlfriend – maybe the two of you didn’t hit it off as well as you thought. but then he would take you on more dates, and you’d spend all day doing things around the compound that it felt like you already were girlfriend and boyfriend. 

“maybe he thought he already asked you.”

you sat with that for a moment. maybe he thought he did? you had no idea, and later into the night it got, the more confused you became. you nodded at the two girls, exchanging goodnights and making your way back to your room. 

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by the time you got to the kitchen for breakfast, steve, sam, and bucky had already returned from a morning run, and wanda was cooking eggs at the stove with vision.

“goodmorning y/n,” steve smiles at you.

you return the sentiment and rub the sleep from your eyes. you make eye contact with bucky and try not to stumble as you reach up for a mug in one of the cabinets. as you reach from your toes, bucky’s metal hand finds your waist and he engulfs you from behind, his other hand grabbing your favorite mug.

“let me get that for you, peaches.”

you try not to flush.

steve smiles at the interaction, continuing his conversation with sam. after bucky sets your mug on the counter, he gives the top of your head a small kiss and makes his way back over to steve. you wonder if steve smiled at the two of you because he thinks you’re dating. if bucky thought the two of you were official, why would his best friend think any differently? 

you let it go for the moment, filling your mug and grabbing a plate for the eggs wanda just made for you. 

“have you asked him?” she whispers.

you purse your lips, “no,” you shrug a little. “i don’t even know what to ask him.”

“ask who, what?” sam interjects.

wanda and you both turn your heads to look at him from across the kitchen island, and steve and bucky stop their conversation to watch. 

“i- uhm…” you don’t know what to say. 

luckily, you don’t have to think of a response because bucky speaks up. “wilson, are you pestering my girl?”

wanda nudges your side with her elbow, a gesture that you know means i’ve got your back. “your girl, huh?”

bucky blushes, poorly suppressing a sheepish grin. steve chuckles at bucky’s change in demeanor. 

“well, yeah, she’s my girl.”

“i am?”

bucky’s brows furrow in confusion and for a moment, a flicker of hurt flashes in his eyes. “do you not want to be?”

you bite the inside of your lip, nervous to confess this so publicly. “truthfully i didn’t even know i was your girl.”

“oh.”

the kitchen is silent for a moment. sam waits to hear what bucky has to say, or if you have something else to add to explain the situation.

your foot lightly hits the ground. you’re fidgeting; only bucky can make you this nervous with butterflies. “that doesn’t mean i don’t want to be.”

bucky perks up and he nods, finally getting the misunderstanding between you two. 

sam’s laugh breaks the silence. “you’re such an idiot.” he grabs an apple and pats bucky’s back on the way out, steve following right behind him, their voices fading as they get farther down the hallway. 

bucky grabs his own mug and pours himself some coffee while you sit at the island and silently eat your eggs. wanda and vision eventually clean up their dishes and head off to some training task, leaving you alone in the kitchen with bucky. 

as you put your plate in the sink, he asks “did you really not know you’re my girl?”

you run the faucet, not wanting to look at him because it’ll make you more nervous. “you never asked me.”

his flesh hand dances on your hip, spinning you around to face him. “okay…” you glance between his eyes and his lips, settling on his eyes. he mirrors your actions. “then… do you want to be my girl, y/n?”

“i-” you twiddle your fingers, hand at your side. he has you pinned against the counter. 

“gonna give me an answer, peaches? or just leave me hanging?” he’s teasing you, face getting closer with each new quip. his nose practically touches yours. 

at last, you breathe out a quiet “yes,” and bucky chuckles at you.

“can i kiss you, peaches?”

too speechless to say it, you nod, his metal hand reaching to cup your face. his lips connect with yours and it’s electrifying. your stomach flips and you get so caught up that you grip his henley, afraid that you’ll collapse with how lovestruck he has you. when he sucks on your bottom lip, you let out another gasp and you feel bucky’s lips turn up in a smirk as he pulls away. 

still cupping your face, he smiles at you. you smile back, saying something that has bucky’s eyes glinting with pride. 

“can you kiss me again?”