Fitzrain snippet from LITERALLY PRE-COVID that I want to get out of my wip folder. If there are any lingering threads of taz grad listeners out there (I am not one of you sorry lmao) then this is for you.
“That racoon of yours seems to like Fitzroy just as much as you do,” Buckminster noted, perhaps a little more cockily than was necessary.
Rainier suppressed a bashful grin. “Seems fitting.”
“Any ulterior motives in the works for that birthday party of yours?”
“Please, Buckminster,” Rainier said, tossing her hair and gliding towards the door, “just because I’m on track to be a villain doesn’t mean I’ve always got ulterior motives going on.” She paused just before leaving. “But yes. Maybe. Yes.”
“Your little Snipper friend there really seems to get excited by all those squirrels and things.”
“Oh?” Fitzroy looked up from penning an elaborate letter home from a tiny desk he so wished to upgrade once he move into his new official villain quarters. Argo was smirking at him and indicating Snippers, who danced cheerfully near the half-open door, on the other side of which the Firbolg was accepting three small squares of parchment from a familiar skeletal rodent.
“Ah, yes,” said Fitzroy breezily, waving his hand. “They’re all very good friends.”
“But you hate the bone squirrels,” Argo intoned. “And isn’t Snippers, like, a part of you?”
“Well, Snippers isn’t me exactly…Fisk! What do the notes say?”
“Hm?” The Firbolg entered quietly, closing the door behind him. “Who?”
“It’s you, we’ve been over this; maybe this ‘Fiscal Responsibility’ thing isn’t going to—”
“Fisk Thunderman,” the Firbolg corrected proudly.
“…Okay, sure. Give me the—” he reached out impatiently, fingers flailing until…sure, Fisk Thunderman placed the note in this hand.
Fitzroy skimmed the note, a lazy smile stealing over his face. He only half-processed the Firbolg saying, “Self-projection.”
“Come again?”
“Snippers the crab is…self-projection.”
Argo perked up. “Is this about the squirrels?”
“Yes. I think the crab loves the squirrels because…Fitzroy loves Rain—”
“OH!” Fitzroy cut in. “Ohohoho. Maybe it’s best if we let this hypothesis just sort of drift away so we can forget about it—”
“You’re really worked up about this, Fitzy,” Argo grinned. The Firbolg was beaming.
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[ID: Two panel comic of Rainer, a human woman with pale skin, light blonde hair, and a large dark sunhat talking to Fitzroy, a half elven man with brown skin, auburn hair, and a dark cloak. The first panel shows her laughing loudly. The second pan shows her turned to Fitzroy and saying, “You’re stupid. I like that in a man.” End ID]
This started out as a simple meme drawing and then turned into painting practice :0
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Also I respect Griffin for not having Fitzroy start a relationship bc so many ace-coded characters get ‘fixed’ by a romantic relationship and I respect him for acknowledging that ace and aro are different identities so his portrayal of Fitzroy was Ace-positive BUT ALSO as an ace person I thought Fitzrain was cute and not making it canon is aphobic /lh
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i keep thinking about Rainer being a Blupjeans kid. Just... Rainer taking Fitzroy to met her family except\
“H- holy sh- goodness! Rainer- Rainer, dear lady, you didn’t tell me that your family is literally the seven birds who saved existence. Rainer, this seems like important information for me to know. Rainer, I’m goinG TO START PANICKING ON THE FRONT DOORSTEP OF YOUR FAMILY HOME, RAINER”
he does fine. lup thinks he’s hilarious. barry pulls up a chair for snippers. fitz tries not to be super nervous. it helps once he finds out that barry accidentally dyed all his shirts pink by putting his laundry with lup’s. multiple times. it helps that lup loves hot mint gum.
it doesn’t help that taako and kravitz come in later and apologize for being late to dinner and serve themselves their plates. taako takes absolute delight in tormenting our poor fitzboy`
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