#cherrypit

[hqmillioncorn]

Blow me away!

As Babycorn rounded a corner with a wallet full of gil her eyes caught of sight of something absolutely horrifying. The image of her good friend B'ig Nunh in miniature form. Which would have been pretty scary on its own but Babycorn was so caught off guard by it that she believed it not to be a toy- But instead that someone had taken B'ig Nunh and shrunken him to be S'mall Nunh. How was his name going to be B'ig Nunh if he was so small?!?!!? As Babycorn held him in her hands and wailed loudly the shopkeeper could only look at her, very confused and afraid.

Lalapril 4/12 Zephyr with @windupiceheart 's vertical height and b'ig nunh

babycorn and cherrypit try to fly a kite and run into some besties :)

It was a particularly windy day in the Lavender Beds today. The wind was so strong today that hanging up laundry to dry would probably be too dangerous.

That was how Babycorn had successfully gotten out of having to do that particular chore. Instead she and Cherrypit decided to spend that time doing something way more fun. 

Something like flying the new kite they bought yesterday!

Babycorn adjusted the ribbon holding her ponytail back. Her hair had been blowing itself in front of her face ever since they first stepped outside and it was getting really annoying at this point.  “Ready Cherry?” Babycorn called out. She bent down and picked up the end of the kite line. 

In front of her Cherrypit was holding onto the kite itself. He had been waiting for this moment ever since yesterday. Cherrypit was practically vibrating with excitement, “Go! Go? Time to go?!” 

Babycorn looked up at the wisteria tree hanging above them. The leaves (or whatever those things were) blew in the direction towards Cherrypit. “Okay! Go Cherrypit!” Babycorn shouted.

“Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!!” Cherrypit shrieked. His pent up energy was finally released as he took off running out of the mansion’s front entrance and down the hill. His laughter echoed throughout the entire ward.

Babycorn, meanwhile, was just glad to be along for the ride. 

Seeing as she was currently just getting dragged by her feet across Cherrypit’s entire path she assumed that he must have been too excited about the kite to remember that he had to let go of the kite at some point. “He’s so cute…” Babycorn smiled as she was dragged across a small puddle of water. 

Her shoes were all wet now but the good news was that the wind would probably dry them out soon. 

Babycorn wondered just how far Cherrypit would run, not that she minded it but lunch was supposed to be in a few hours or so and she didn’t want to miss it. It was spaghetti for lunch today!

She looked in front of the path that awaited her and recognized two of the people near the marketboard.

“Oh!” 

It looked like Cherrypit had recognized them too, as he was running around them and Babycorn could hear him laughing from where she was. In other news it looked like waving at his friends had caused Cherrypit to let the kite go. It took no time for it to take to the air. 

“Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!! Verticaaaaaaaaaaaal!!” Babycorn yelled as she continued to be dragged by the remaining kite line. Any second now she was sure to stop. “Hiiiiiiiiiii!! B’iiiiiiiiiiiiig!!!!!”

Vertical looked behind her and watched as Babycorn was dragged by her feet across the path in front of her until she came to a complete stop. “hey babycorn.” She waved at Babycorn as B’ig Nunh popped in from behind her. “Hey Babycorn!” He greeted her the same.

“Hehe!” Babycorn laughed to herself and swayed in joy in the wind. “Hi! Hi! Hi! Hi!” She kept greeting her friends over and over, she was just really happy to see them. Almost as happy as Cherrypit was. He had run over to stand next to Babycorn to join her in swaying back and forth happily. 

“What are you two up to today?” B’ig asked. He remained totally still as Cherrypit jumped on top of his hat and started to swipe at his heart shaped pom. 

“I’m flying a kite today!” Babycorn looked particularly proud of it. 

“Kite! Flying a kite!!” Cherrypit added. 

Vertical looked up at where Babycorn was pointing. “cool kite.” 

B’ig instead started from the end of the kite line in Babycorn’s hands as his eyes traveled up the line all the way to the kite itself.

Then B’ig almost burst into flames when he realized that the kite that Babycorn was flying was distinctly shaped like his pair of couerl briefs. 

Just like, three times larger than usual. 

“W-W-W-Where did you get those?!?!!?” B’ig was going to cry. His biggest fear was that Babycorn had somehow broken into the laundry room again.

“Huh? Get what?”

“THOSE!” B’ig Nunh yelled at the top of his lungs and pointed up at the kite high up in the air where anyone in the Lavender Beds right now could simply look up and see it. 

“Oooooh! That!” Babycorn laughed to herself and Cherrypit started laughing alongside her not too long after. “I bought it!” she explained, pulling on the string of the kite to keep it steady. 

“where did you buy something like that?” Vertical asked in place of B’ig, who at this point had decided that he was going to just lie down on the ground and cope. 

“There was some little pop-up store in Limsa Lominsa that was selling a bunch of B’iggy things! Like this kite! And this!” Babycorn held up a fan that had B’ig Nunh’s face on it alongside some text that said ‘Never give up!’ or something like that. Babycorn waved the fan at her face and giggled, “Me and Cherry bought out the whole stand with the allowance Lunya gave us yesterday!” 

As Babycorn continued to laugh almost manically, B’ig Nunh visibly grimaced. This whole B’ig Nunh merch thing was probably not going to go over well with Tataru if she ever found out. The danger of him having to pose for another calendar for next year was far too real for his liking. 

As B’ig Nunh was thinking about what other ways Tataru could profit off his existence, another strong breeze came right at them.

The wind was strong enough to pick up the kite and lift Babycorn up from the ground. “WAaaAAAAHHHHH!” Babycorn shrieked in terror. Being dragged along for the ride was one thing but she wasn’t a big fan of being too high up from the ground.

“watch out.” Vertical acted fast and grabbed Babycorn before she could fly up any higher. “don’t worry. i got you.” She wasn’t about to let her good friend Babycorn Corn fly up into the sun to never return. 

“We got chuchu!” Cherrypit climbed ontop of Vertical’s head and grabbed a part of Babycorn’s skirt, specifically part of the long ribbon that was attached to it. “Got Bebe!” Cherrypit lightly tugged on the ribbon. He didn’t want to tear it off the skirt. 

“Uwuabwaubwua…Thanks you guuuyyys…” Babycorn cried as Vertical gently set her back onto solid ground.

“there you go.” Vertical carefully let go of her, making sure to hover her hands around Babycorn just in case another strong gust of wind suddenly came barging in. When it looked like the coast was clear she took a step back and sighed. 

It looked like Babycorn was going to thank Vertical once again but as soon as she opened her mouth, her eyes widened in surprise. 

“Oh!” Babycorn reached into her back pocket and from out of it she pulled out a small object wrapped in paper. “I forgot I got you something Vertical! I think you’ll like iiiiit!” Babycorn stretched her arm up to reach Vertical but came up very short.

On account that Babycorn was very short. 

Vertical instead bent down herself to grab the gift from Babycorn. “thank you babycorn.” She inspected the wrapped gift closely before beginning to unwrap it. There was something very familiar about the shape of the gift.

“As soon as I saw it I just knew I had to get it for you!!” Babycorn excitedly tapped her feet on the ground. “It was the only one left too! Can you believe it?!” She must have really lucked out. Babycorn was well aware of how popular B’ig was so of course it being almost sold out made sense. It must have been fate! 

When all of the very ugly wrapping paper was finally off Vertical saw what it was that Babycorn had been so excited to gift to her. “oh!” It was a one-of-a-kind knock off B’ig Nunh bobblehead figure. Its head wobbled in the air as it gave whoever was holding it a thumbs-up.

B’ig felt a little flattered about it but he couldn’t help but think if his head was really that big. Probably not. “Wait, these were almost sold out?!” He had to admit they were cute but just how many were they selling to have them sold out so quickly?

“Yeah!” Babycorn danced happily in place. “I bought almost all of them except for this one so they were almost sold out!” 

“Ah.”

Vertical Height held the small B’ig Nunh in her hands as she looked back and forth between it and her real-life bestie B’ig. “its kind of cute isn’t it?” Vertical poked the oversized head of the B’ig b’obble head and watched it wiggle around.  

“I’m cuter.” B’ig grumbled to himself. 

Vertical poked the B’ig bobblehead more. “they got the color of your briefs wrong.” 

“They WHAT?!” 

Vertical held the B’ig B’obblehead lower so he could get a good look at it. It was just as Vertical said, the color of his couerl briefs had been colored in wrong.

Instead of a metallic blue they were a purple-ish pink color. “I haven’t worn that color in years!” The people that made this knock-off must have missed last year's Hot B’ig Nunh calendar where he was clearly wearing his signature metallic blue couerl briefs.

Babycorn raised her hand. Specifically the one still holding onto the kite. “I can go back and tell them they got the color wrong if that’ll help!” Anything to help her good friend B’ig Nunh!

“NO ITS OKAY!”

B'ig Nunh knew in his love-filled heart that Babycorn would have definitely gone and done that if he didn't stop her in time. And that was absolutely terrifying.

[windupnamazu]

walking around on those—what do you call 'em?

ffxivwrite2023 #18: fish out of water a person away from their usual environment or activities.

Lunya/G'raha and @hqmillioncorn's Cherrypit and Babycorn. Aquarium AU. 740wc. ⮞ Up where they walk, up where they run, up where they're just trying to leave their workplace so they can go on a date but you're like six and too cute to ignore—

G'raha pushed himself off the wall outside the staff room entrance when Lunya emerged, her still-damp hair deftly pulled into a high ponytail and glowing with the satisfaction of a good day at work. He waited until she finished rummaging through her purse before he spoke up.

"Great work today, Lunya," he said, unable and unwilling to disguise his affection for her in his voice, and when Lunya's head snapped up he was nearly blinded by her sunbright smile beneath the aquarium lights.

"Raha!" she exclaimed, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear in an uncharacteristic but all-too-endearingly shy move. "Hehe, ready to—hm?"

Lunya glanced behind her. There was a Lalafellin boy who couldn't be more than six or seven years old tugging at her sleeve, blue eyes practically sparkling as he peered up at her.

"Miss Mermaid," the little boy said in awe.

"Oh!" Lunya gasped in delight and G'raha felt his knees go weak. She placed her index finger to her lips and shushed the child. "You can't tell anyone! It's a secret that I have a human form!"

"Oh!" the boy echoed excitedly, miming her gesture. "Secret! Okay!"

Bending her knees slightly so she was at eye level with him, Lunya asked, "What's your name, sweetheart? Where's your adult?"

"I'm Cherry!" Cherry said proudly, and then he looked around. "Um… Bebe…" He turned and pointed down the hall. "Gift shop! Bebe's in the gift shop!"

Lunya looked up at G'raha with a sheepish smile that was so bleeding cute that if there wasn't a grade-schooler clinging to her he probably could have kissed her then and there. "Do you mind?"

Swallowing his adoration, he shook his head. "Of course not, Miss Mermaid." He ahem'd and raised his voice. "Come along, Sir Cherrypit," he said boldly. "We must set out on a quest to find your Bebe!"

Cherrypit squealed with joy, clapping even as he said, "Who're you, mister?"

"Do you know the story of the Little Mermaid?" he asked. When Cherry bobbed his head, ponytail bobbing with him, G'raha grinned. "I'm the Human Prince who the Mermaid gave up her tail for."

The little boy gasped. Unable to contain his glee he bounced up and down while still attached to Lunya's arm, his light-up sneakers going absolutely wild.

"Raha," Lunya sighed, cheeks tinged pink, but she didn't actually protest and it only made G'raha's grin grow further. "Very well, my prince—let's return this little fish to his school together." She took one step forward and nearly tripped, grabbing G'raha's arm as she stumbled, but instead of panicking like he almost did she simply looked back and winked at Cherry. "Ah, sorry!" she said with a giggle as he looked at her with wide eyes. "I'm still getting used to having legs!"

Taking one of Cherry's little hands in her own 'for support', the three of them navigated through the aquarium to the gift shop. There they found a Lalafellin girl around Lunya's age pacing back and forth by the plushies, looking under every table and digging through piles of plush dolphins and penguins and sea lions.

"Bebe!" Cherry called.

"Cherry!" the girl wailed when she saw them, dropping a plush urchin back onto its display to dash over to them. "You can't just wander away like that! What if something bad happened?! What if a fish ate you?!?! What would I tell Mama and Papa?!?!?!"

G'raha had a feeling that it would be very hard to argue with this girl about it being difficult to get eaten by a fish in the Waking Sands Aquarium, so he wisely kept quiet as Cherry comfortingly patted his sister's hand.

"I won't do it again! Look, I found Lady Miss Mermaid and her Human Prince!"

"Woah, that's amazing, Cherry! We really liked your show!" 'Bebe' gushed before she looked down and squinted skeptically at Lunya's legs. "You're definitely not half-fish right now, though, right..?"

"I'm most definitely human right now," Lunya said amusedly, winking at Cherry. "But you promise to keep my secret, right, Cherry?"

"Yeah!" Cherry cheered. "Thanks for saving me, Miss Mermaid, Mister Prince!"

As the two siblings waved goodbye, Lunya looked up at G'raha.

"Shall we go for dinner now, Mister Prince?" she asked teasingly.

"Of course, Miss Mermaid," G'raha said with a wide smile, taking her hand in his own as they left the aquarium together. "Probably not sushi tonight, though."

"Heh, probably not!"

[newtafterdark]

Don't mind me as I draw one of my two One Piece OCs from my early teenage years all grown up & also as a trans man, bc if I figured that out about myself since then, so did they.

PS: He goes by his birth name, but also loves it when people shorten their name to "Al".

[curvyelf-moved]

this weekend if i can tear myself away from re4 i think i’ll work on setting up a carrd/oc directory finally. if anyone has any tips lemme know!!! 🫶🏻

[lemme-just-oops]

ok so mc has their menstrual cycle and texts the boys to please buy them some menstrual pads. how do they react? do they ask which size they are? who would be embarrassed, who would confidently buy them?

Alpheratz: He has know idea about hygienic items, but he has healing magic and can help with physical troubles your period causes. When you ask him to buy you pads/cups/tampons, please make sure to name him the size you need, otherwise he will grab a random one.

Arcturus: He knows all about it and if you ever need something, he is the first choice. In his school bag, he has a few emergency products and some painkillers, just in case someone needs it. Everyone at school is aware of it, and he is regularly asked for a tampon or pad. He only ever buys three different sizes though, because he does not have more space in his bag.

Pollux: He heard of periods, but he thought it was a "one time thing". And he severely underestimates the how severe it can be, until he is educated more about it. If you ask him to get you pads/tampons without telling him the size or brand, he will stand in the aisle for half an hour before finding a female worker to advice him. He feels extremely embaressed because of his obliviousness to this topic, but will not ever bring up a discussion because he feels that it would invade your privacy. When he has been binge watching a show for ten hours, he may text you, asking if you considered donating blood before getting your period. After all, you cannot lose blood if you do not have any. (Please screenshot this and send it to a group chat with the other characters and observe what happens.)

Sirius: He will not ask any questions, but he manages to return from the store with the exact product you prefer in the correct size. How he knows? Not that he would tell you, but he assures that he did not seek out the information actively. He also bought dark chocolate and ice cream. But he did transform into a woman to buy these products, because he still believes that it is weird to buy them when he looks like a man.

Spica: He asks not only the size, but the brand! And if the store is out of the brand, if you prefer another one or if he should just take a random one. When he gets back from the store, he has the product, as well as anything else he considered to be of use. Whether that is a cherrypit-pillow, ginger tea or a cooling gel. He may ask you directly what helps you with cramps/fever/etc. when he gets back.

Vega: He will not ask any questions until he reached the aisle. Then he will call you, ask what you need and even after that, he will send you a picture just to confirm before buying it. He buys it extremely casually, not fearing if anyone judges him. After all, even if he had menstruations, those are normal bodily functions. And if no one bats an eye when you buy deodorant, why would anyone bat an eye for buying pads?

[zuko-always-lies]

Because of the cherrypit post,I have this headcanon that Azula is very knowlegeable about poisons. Not only for safety(or less savory reasons),but because she finds the subject fascinating. Not only that,but she ends up becoming a healer and using her bending to do so(okay,I know waterbending is the one with a healing subskill,but there was something about fire being life;and celular respiration is basically converting organic matter and oxygen to generate energy)

Interesting. Poison (or at the antidotes to poison) is already one of the things that could have been easily included in Azula education.

[seawitchkaraoke]

christmas stresses me out so much every year, like i just don’t know what to get people! and i always wanna make it super personal and handmade and whatever but uhhhh of course i never come up with the super personal handmade ideas early enough so it’s always a timecrunch and just. aaaaaa

this year i wanna make my parents a like.... warmth pillow/plushie each? idk what they’re called in english, but essentially it’s a pillow filled with cherrypits (or some other seeds or grain or whatever) that you put in the microwave to heat it up and it retains the heat well so great for sore muscles or period cramps or just. winter. anyway i bought a bunch of cherry pits so i’m gonna do that for my parents but what do i get my brothers? my grandma? no idea! every year i just! have no idea!

and yeah i could ask but then i’ll also have to tell them what i want and lmao, i do not know, iabsolutely have zero clue

[beefstockenjoyer]

STOP PUTTING IXOL IN SUITS HES A DERANGED MAN AND PROBABLY SNIFFED UP CRUSHED CHERRYPITS

[ao3feed-roninwarriors]

In Which the Serpent and the Queen

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7zMarD9

by cherrypitted

BOS challenge 2023 for the YST discord feat naazyura because why not?

Words: 866, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Yoroiden Samurai Troopers | Ronin Warriors

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Naaza | Sekhmet (Yoroiden Samurai Troopers), Kayura (Yoroiden Samurai Troopers)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7zMarD9

[todaydailydaily-blog]

#saturday #penandink #ink #illustration #inkdrawing #handlettering #dailyart #calendar #dailyart #dailydaily #Washington #cherrytree #georgewashington #cherries #cherrypit #cherrypitspittingday https://www.instagram.com/p/BzlTsYrhRLK/?igshid=1o4w3yszrzzbd

[hqmillioncorn]

When you are near, there's no need to fear!

Cherrypit watched as Babycorn sat on the edge of her bed, her head buried in her hands. Something had happened when they reported back to Minfilia that had caused them to run back to their room really fast. He didn't really get it, nor had he heard what Babycorn had said to her. Not that he was going to get Babycorn to admit to what she had said. She was taking this secret with her to the grave, because by pure luck alone Minfilia hadn't really heard either. "This is the fifth worst day of my life..." Babycorn mumbled.

Lalapril 4/21 Whisper with @windupiceheart 's b'iggy nunh, @umbral-heart 's hanabi and @windupnamazu 's sirius and butter

cherrypit runs around his house and has cringefail moment after cringefail moment. please help him.

“Uhhh, hold on…” B’ig moved his hand around the top shelf.

Given it was much higher up than he could see and Vertical was currently out somewhere mysterious meant B’ig couldn’t ask her to help. It was up to him to get the toy that Cherrypit had accidentally thrown on the highest shelf. 

Cherrypit watched from down below. Curious on whether B’ig was going to be able to reach his toy knife or not. He stood on his tippy-toes to see if he could catch a glimpse of it. Normally Cherrypit could easily float up to the top shelf or even stretch his arms and legs out to grab it but there was one very simple reason why he wasn’t doing that. 

He didn’t feel like it.

So instead he decided to go ask B’ig to do it! B’ig was always so nice and cool and really really funny! 

Cherrypit clapped to cheer B’ig on as he continued to struggle to reach the top shelf all while also trying to keep his balance on a flimsy wooden chair that Cherrypit had brought him when B’ig asked him to get a ladder. “Go Biggy! Go Biggy!” Cherrypit yelled out, waving two actual knives around like pom-poms. 

Suddenly, B’ig felt a sudden surge of energy.  Like he could do anything!

More specifically he could defeat those final few ilms in his way and grab the toy knife that Cherrypit was trusting him to reach. Neither of them knew it but Cherrypit was accidentally using his starsinger abilities to give B’ig Nunh an extra boost in power just by cheering him on. 

“Got it!” B’ig nunh victoriously exclaimed. While striking a pose that was equally as victorious and also very cool and interesting. 

But just as he did, he accidentally happened to lose his footing. 

“Wuh-oh.” There was an idea in B’ig’s head that maybe if he didn’t notice that he was about to fall maybe he would be able to stay afloat for a second or two.

Alas, there was no stopping the act of gravity as he very quickly began to plummet to the ground. 

Or at least, he would be. If a fast acting Cherrypit hadn’t caught him in his hands already. His oversized hands and arms that could grow up to five times their size (or more) with the help of extra muscles being folded on top of each other. Until they were big enough to hold B’ig in a tight grip.  “Yippee!!” Cherrypit cheered, carrying B’ig to the ground wasn’t all too hard. B'ig felt about as heavy as a piece of paper to him. “Yay! Yay!” Cherrypit continued to happily jump around with B’ig in his hands. 

As B’ig’s heart shaped moogle pom continued to wiggle back and forth because of Cherrypit, he managed to weakly ask him to please put him down.

Cherrypit nodded and did just that. Gently dropping B’ig onto the kitchen floor in a faceplant. A soft faceplant. Like landing on a bed of goose feathers if it was a wooden floor. 

B’ig dusted himself off and staggered onto his feet. While Cherrypit tried his best to bite his tail. With his back turned to him B’ig Nunh had no idea what he was doing. B’ig turned around to see Cherrypit looking at him with innocent eyes that told him that he was doing nothing wrong.

“Thanks for the catch Cherry.” He looked at the toy knife in his hand and bent down, handing it to the very trustworthy toddler, “Here you go! Be careful cutting up those vegetables!” Even if they were plastic this time.

Cherrypit smiled and grabbed the toy knife from B’ig. He took time to wildly swing it around like it was a sword instead. Just to see if it still worked, ya know.

B’ig tilted his head curiously, “Does it still work?” he asked playfully.

The process of testing to see if the toy knife still worked of course included biting on it. Cherrypit paused his testing and nodded. “Yeah! Thanks Papa!” 

Cherrypit froze. 

B’ig Nunh stared down at Cherrypit with a blank smile on his face. 

Neither dared make any sudden moves. 

B’ig slowly started to process what had just happened. “Pa…Pa…Pa…?” The room felt like it was spinning. “Pa…Pa…Pa…Pa…?????” His eyes were spinning, his hands were shaking. 

Cherrypit slowly looked up at B’ig, looking at him and then looking at the toy knife, over and over. Until finally he decided that a tactical retreat was the best option. Cherrypit took off running without so much as a bye-bye. He was mortified at what he had just said that he dared not say anything else. 

That was a lie, he did say one thing. 

“Gotta go!!” 

Something that Babycorn often said out loud when running away from situations that she wanted no part in either. 

Cherrypit ran as fast as he could up the stairs of the basement Leaving an eerily still B’ig Nunh behind.

At that point he could almost be mistaken for a stone statue instead of the interesting cat boy he very much was. “Pa…Pa…Pa..” He would remain there for hours until Vertical came downstairs to snap him out of it.

Meanwhile, in the present, Cherrypit had reached the top of the stairs and looked around to see if anyone was around to have heard him calling B’ig his papa. “Blahblahblah…” Cherrypit stuck his tongue out and shook his head. It’s not like he didn’t want B’ig as a papa, it was the idea that he let B’ig know that now.

The concept of being embarrassed about this was something that was probably a bit too early for a two-year-old to have but for better or for worse this was something that he had learned from no else but Babycorn Corn. 

As Cherrypit walked forward he thought about whether his sister had finished cleaning their room after Lunya had told her to. In his thinking he neglected to watch where he was going, running right into a certain someone else. 

“Wah!” Cherrypit exclaimed, he dropped his toy knife to the ground in surprise. 

The toy knife slid across the wooden floor until it came to a stop by the front door of the mansion. “Oh no!” Cherrypit heard someone cry out and then the sound of footsteps slowly followed, quickening in pace as they got farther away from him.

When Cherrypit sat up he saw his toy knife in the hand of someone he didn’t know. Then the more he looked the more he realized the person handing him his toy was Hanabi! She was sitting on the ground next to him, her side-ponytail was swaying in the wind. Tempting him to swat at it. “Did you drop this Cherry?” she asked with a smile. 

Cherrypit nodded, empty eyes sparkling. Hanabi always looked so cool to him. The cool wands she would always carry around…The way cool outfits she would wear…

The way her magic would blow people up! It was all really cool! 

Cherrypit grabbed the toy knife from her and stuck it in his mouth to bite it. Hanabi gently grabbed his arm and lowered it, removing the toy knife from his mouth. “No, no. Don’t stick things like that in your mouth!” She reminded him. 

In response Cherrypit had a great idea. He stuck the toy knife behind his ear, like he had seen a lot of people do with pencils. “Tada!” He held both of his arms out wide. “Thanks Mama!”

Cherrypit froze. Again. 

Hanabi looked at Cherrypit with a smile on her face. She looked behind her to see if Cherrypit was talking to someone else. She raised a shaky hand, pointing at herself. “Ma…Ma…Ma…Ma…? Hanabi would remain there for only a few minutes until the smell of a tasty bread baking snapped her out of it.

“GOTTA GO!” Cherrypit yelled louder than ever. 

He ran up the stairs up to the second floor of the mansion in a desperate attempt to be anywhere but where he had just been.

In his panic Cherrypit failed to notice he was on a direct course of crashing right into someone else. Before he could crash into that certain someone, he was picked up off the ground by the collar of his shirt. 

“Wah?” Cherrypit ran in midair for a few seconds before stopping and being put back onto the ground. When he looked up he saw Sirius staring at him. “Cherrypit be careful. You can’t go running around with your eyes closed.” He reminded him.

Lest they have a repeat of the  incident when Cherrypit ran into someone and knocked them right through a wall.

Poor Andres. 

Cherrypit twirled his fingers together. He really didn’t mean to run so fast and he didn’t want to push Sirius through a wall either! There was also maybe the chance that if he said he was really sorry about running around Sirius would give him one of those really yummy candies he had. 

Then before Cherrypit could stop himself-

“Sorry Papa!” 

At this point Cherrypit was just getting mad at himself. 

Sirius blinked, but ultimately just went with the flow. Cherrypit had called him that (and a lot of other people) that already. It was the same as usual. “Okay, just try to be careful next time.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a single piece of candy. 

The next time Sirius looked down at Cherrypit, he was gone. Seemingly having blipped his way out of existence again. “...Yeah. Okay.” Cherrypit also did that a lot too. Business as usual. Sirius only hoped he didn’t teleport himself onto the roof again. 

Lucky for him, Cherrypit was not on the roof. He had blipped himself back down to the first floor and in front of the door to his and Babycorn’s room. Surely his sister must have finished cleaning the room by now. Right?! All she ever did was sweep things under the bed anyway and eat whatever wrappers were on the floor. 

Just as Cherrypit was about to jump up and reach the doorknob, it turned on its own. “Who there!” Cherrypit hopped back in surprise as the door opened in front of him.

To his absolute horror, out from his sister’s room stepped out no one but Butter Veil. There were a few dust bunnies hanging out in his hair “If you need any more help just call me over!” He waved to someone inside the room, Cherrypit could only guess it was Babycorn. He knew Butter really liked her. 

Cherrypit froze the instant he noticed Butter looking down at him. “Hi Cherry!” he smiled, “Babycorns done cleaning so you can head in if you want!” As soon as Cherrypit noticed Butter move his hand into the pocket of his jacket he knew something was up. From his jacket Butter pulled out a lollipop, red in color. “Here! I know cherry is your favorite flavor Cherry!” 

By now Cherrypit had figured out that the problem was happening whenever he talked to people. So the solution was to just keep his mouth shut of course! So Cherrypit did the only thing he could think of and used both his hands to cover up his mouth. 

“Mpmmphmpphm!” Cherrypit very quietly said. Without saying anything else to Butter, Cherrypit ran past him and into his room, kicking the door closed.

Then he opened the door back up and using an extra hand from his arm he grabbed the lollipop from Butter and closed the door again. “Remember to take the wrapper off!” Butter yelled from the other side of the door.

Cherrypit put his ear to the door and listened to the footsteps of Butter walking away. He couldn’t take any chances. Once Cherrypit thought the coast was clear he took his hands off of his mouth and gave a tiny sigh of relief. 

“Pew…!” Cherrypit wiped at his forehead. Then turned around, the first thing that caught his eye was Babycorn. She was holding a bright pink blanket in her hands, his blanket!

He thought he lost it forever cause he couldn’t find it this morning! “Banwket! Bebe you find it!” Cherrypit rushed forward with his hands held out towards his sister.  

“Huh?” Babycorn looked surprised to see him but her surprise quickly turned to joy as she held the blanket out for him to see. “Yeah! I did! I had to clean the room a whole lot to find it but Butts helped me to and we found-”

Babycorn was cut off by Cherrypit jumping onto her and giving her a tight hug. He grabbed the blanket from her and nuzzled his face into it. He had really really missed it! “Thanks you Mama!” Cherrypit yelled out, as loudly as he could. 

“Cherryyy…! PLEASE don’t call me thaaaat…!” Babycorn said as quietly as she could. 

Instead of paying attention to her, Cherrypit jumped off of Babycorn and danced around with his blanket. “Thank you Bebe!” Thank Mama! Thank Mama!” He happily sang to himself. 

All while Babycorn stood by, completely frozen.

[windupnamazu]

smells like sardine spirit!

ffxivwrite2023 #07: noisome having an extremely offensive smell.

Lunya, @hqmillioncorn's Babycorn and Cherrypit, and @perrytheplatyborg's Himbo Hooters. A Realm Reborn, flowrverse (shitpost flavour). 1155wc. ⮞ A little deodorant would go a long way, but I'm not sure you'd remember what that is either.

It was a normal day in the Lavender Beds. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and Babycorn Corn was eating mud.

Just last week, «flowr»'s FC hall finally finished construction after a gruelling week of its members running around gathering as much gil as they could. The very last of it came from Lunya, who apparently squeezed an Ul'dahn merchant so dry she came back with not just his gil but the clothes he was wearing that day and the rights to his nextborn child, the contract of which she promptly set on fire. While the house was fully built, what it wasn't was furnished, and with no kitchen to dig through the cupboards of and unwilling to swallow her pride and ask anyone for lunch, Babycorn did what she did best: improvising food.

"Thish mud's pretty tashty," she told her baby brother between mouthfuls of the wet dirt. Cherry babbled a giggle out as he slapped his oversized sleeves to the ground, splashing their midday meal onto his face. "But itsh kinda hot today, ishn't it?"

It was an impressive 32 degrees Celsius, of which the Eorzean equivalent is unknown to me, reader, and remarkably humid. It had rained that morning and left the Shroud quite muggy.

As the siblings alternated between rolling around in the mud and eating it they didn't notice the hulking figure stumbling up the hill towards the cottage, water and mud dripping from his form with each tired step as he searched for sanctuary. As he reached the gate he teetered and fell straight through it and into the middle of Babycorn and Cherrypit's lunch with a huge splash.

"So… hungry…" he moaned into the mud with a horribly deep rumble of his stomach.

Babycorn's pom nearly flew off her head in alarm, kept on her head simply because it was weighed down only by the layer of mud he splashed on her.

"MONSTER?!" she shrieked, diving for Cherry and whisking them both out of their puddle.

Snapping into consciousness, the so-called monster straightened up and looked around in a panic, mud dripping from pearly white fangs. "MONSTER? WHERE?" the monster shouted, only to be hit once more by the sheer heat of the day and how dehydrated and hungry he was. His head hit the mud once more with an exhausted groan.

"Babagaga," Cherry said wisely from the safety of his sister's arms.

"Oh, not a monster?" Babycorn wondered, poking the not-monster with the toe of her boot. "...Do you think it's edible?"

Moments later Lunya rounded the corner carrying a tower of cardboard boxes taller than Vertical Height herself, which she promptly dropped upon seeing Babycorn about to take a bite out of some stinky and unconscious stranger. She started caterwauling, sprinting towards them at an impressive speed for a girl wearing stiletto boots on wet grass for some reason.

"BABYCORN CORN," Lunya howled, shaking a fist in the air, "PUT THAT THING DOWN, YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE IT'S BEEN!"

"Party pooper," muttered Babycorn, blowing her bangs out of her eyes as she dropped the arm of what upon closer look was a sopping wet catman. No, not the Miqo'te kind, but a larger, fuzzier variety.

Lunya came to a screeching stop next to them. The mudcatthing was snoring away, blowing bubbles into the mud in a way that would have been comical if it wasn't ruining some perfectly good food. She grimaced at its filthy appearance and the bizarre smell radiating off him. "What's a Hrothgar doing in our yard? And why does he smell like he dove through a fish market's post-closing garbage processing center?!"

"Beats me," huffed Babycorn, already uninterested since she wasn't allowed to eat the guy.

"He doesn't seem injured," Lunya said contemplatively. "Just… stinky." With a whirl of her pointer finger a hose came flying around the corner of the house followed by bottles of dog shampoo and conditioner. "If he has to lie unconscious in our yard he should at least have the decency to smell nice while doing it."

Babycorn hissed at the hose as it passed by, which Lunya thought was a nice bit of character development from the last time she had to bring the hose out and Babycorn tried to bite it. Setting the nozzle to 'angle', Lunya hit the Hrothgar with a blast of water.

"BWHHHHBWHWHBBRHHBWHWW," the Hrothgar spat, sitting upright in confusion as he was assaulted with each of the settings on Lunya's latest beloved acquisition from the Gridanian garden centre while she looked for the best one.

"Oh, you're alive!" Lunya said cheerily. "Cherry, do you wanna soap him up?"

"Sop, sop!" Cherry agreed. Or maybe he was saying soup. That was a bit more concerning. Either way, he took one of the floating bottles of dog shampoo and handed it to Babycorn, who uncapped it, handed it back to him, and took four steps back. There was no way she was going to get forcibly given a bath today, no sir!

Cherry promptly dumped half the bottle onto the Hrothgar's knee.

"Would you mind getting out of the mud for me?" Lunya asked the Hrothgar, who was only getting increasingly more confused by this bizarre turn of events. "It's kind of making the whole point of this moot."

"Uh, okay?" the Hrothgar said, and he got up and walked over to a clean patch of grass dripping dog shampoo and mud and water with Lunya and Cherrypit following behind.

"So, what's your story?" Lunya asked conversationally as she rinsed him down and revealed he was, in fact, really a Hrothgar. "Got drunk at the Mirror Planks and fell overboard and washed up here? Alcohol abuse is bad, you know. You got a name?"

"Ba!" echoed Cherry.

The Hrothgar stammered. "H… H… Something with an H…Hem… Him…?"

"Bo," Cherry said with a satisfied nod.

"Himbo?" Lunya wrinkled her nose. "Weird name. I mean, I guess we have a Vertical and a B'ig and a Babycorn, so it's not really that weird in the grand scheme of things—"

"My name is not weird!" Babycorn cried, stomping her boot in the mud and splashing more of it up her leg. "Your name is weird!"

"And you're getting a bath next," Lunya threatened, turning and pointing the hose at her. Babycorn screamed.

"I don't, um, really remember anything," 'Himbo' admitted over Babycorn's furious shrieks that no, no, no, you can't clean me! Na na na na na! I hope you trip and slide on a soap bar!!! "Who I am or where I came from or, uh, why I'm being given a bath. I just know that I'm hungry."

"Well, we can fix that last part, at least," said Lunya. "You wouldn't be the first amnesiac we've taken into our fold. How do burgers sound?"

"What's a burger?"

"Lunya," Babycorn gritted out from behind the tree she was now hiding behind, "this is dire."

[hslotxpetals]

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Listen/purchase: Woah There Cowgirl, Hold Your Horses by Cherrypit

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