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Rise Ramblings #325

So, we also know that this boy is bad at basketball.

Like, really bad.

Yeah, th-that was just terrible.

But, it made me think.

How is this ninja scientist so bad at this game? It’s just hand-eye coordination, after all.

I mean...

His shots aren't terrible, but they just bounce right off the hoop/backboard. It's almost as if he's aiming at a target-

So, wait. What’s the difference between basketball and pizza darts?

...the arc. Arcing the ball requires a light hand. In other words, it requires restraint.

I believe, that Donatello has great aim, but is terrible at restraint because, when he tries to toss something, it misses the mark.

But, when he throws something...

it’s deadly.

Yo i adore your writing so so so much! It's so nicely detailed and fun! If i could, i'd write myself, but i can only draw for now ://keep up the good work, and have the Leshy content flowing in for as long as you enjoy making it!! Could you maybe write about the reader giving him a warm, candle-lit bath after he returns to the cabin from a muddy stinky storm, exhausted and maybe even injured? ofc u don't have to, only if u find the prompt fun <33 happy holidays and have a good day ^^

I’ve been thinking about this prompt all day I drank an entire mug of hot coco to get in the right cozy mood for this one so here we go gamers.

~Rain Rain~

Leshy X GN!Reader, bathing fic

In which Leshy gets hydrated

Leshy sat in like an uncomfortable mutt in a wooden wash basin, warm water running just beneath his rib cadge, the small storage room was warm, mostly from the obnoxious amount of candles, and slight in thanks to it being the only room in the cabin without a hole in the ceiling. 

Outside, a billowing rainstorm roared, giving the little cabin of blanks and logs quiet the beating.

Moments ago, the great scrybe of beasts was out there in this rain, helping to move young denizens of the forest away from the cliff side. He’d been just a tad too late, the strong winds and heavy rain turned the mountain side into soup, and a large mud slide buried Leshy along with the wolf pack he’d been moving.

They’d ended up fine, it wasn’t too deep, easy enough for he and the pack to dig themselves out of. Though apparently mud wasn’t quiet his look, as his current challenger had rushed him out of the main room and immediately drenched him in water.

He’d gone from cold and wet to warm and wet, which he wasn’t sure was an upgrade.

“Alright, I got more hot water.” Speaking of his challenger, they’d returned.

Leshy didn’t have running water in his cabin, he’d supposed he had no use for it, so getting hot water proved to be quiet the chore. His challanger, sweet as could be, went out in the rain to collect water from the well, then boiled it in the fireplace. He didn’t understand why they went though the trouble, but it was trouble none the less.

“Hold still, alright?” They walked up to Leshy sat in his basin and tilted his head forward, slowly pouring the freshly heated water over the nape of his neck. He may not appreciate the forceful cleaning, but he’d appreciate the effort to put into it, and the cool hand on the back of his head.

“May I get out now?”

Of course, one could only appreciate a gesture for so long.

His player’s hand ran down his neck to his spine, sending a slight shiver though Leshy’s body. He hoped it wasn’t too noticeable a movement.

“No. You’re still absolutely caked in mud.” The player shook their hand, flicks of dirty water going in every direction. Leshy huffed.

“Most of it was dirt before you shoved me in here.”

“Dirt. Caked on dirt.” The player looked down at him in a judgful manor, making Leshy shrink under his gaze. They rolled their eyes, “I get it, you live in the woods and play card games and live among the beasts, but that’s really no reason to be so filthy.”

Leshy rung his hands together, avoiding the challanger’s gaze, “The prospector is just as filthy and I don’t see you shoving HIM into a basin of boiling water.”

“It’s not boiling.” They snapped up the well bucket and lightly tapped it atop Leshy’s head, “And the Prospector showers when he goes home. You just always seem him fresh out of the mine.”

Leshy’s pout was probably much more obvious now as he twiddled his thumbs and shifted in place. The basin was uncomfortable, the water was getting cold, and truth be told he was bored of just sitting here.

The challenger gave a soft sigh and sat on the well bucket before him, “Just let me get it out of your hair at least, okay?”

He looked back up at them, then gave a soft nod, trying his best not to look too much like a kicked puppy.

His challanger’s hands gently ran though what stood for his hair, leaves and brush, deeper down a layer of moss and lichen. They combed though his hair, washing their hands off in the basin before returning, gently cleaning away any dirt and mud that’s escaped the dumping of water when he’d first been forced into the bath.

Slowly, Leshy’s eye closed, he relaxed into the gently touched of his challanger’s fingers over his scalp, and when they moved to give his beard the same treatment he all but leaned into them, a low rumble in his throat akin to a purr.

Leshy hadn’t even noticed how much he leaned to his challenger, how he’d put the weight of his entire head into their hands, how their cool touch soothed him so.

He hadn’t meant to fall asleep, honest. But the warmth of the room, the roar of the storm, and the comforting feeling of being groomed... it was all just too much.

When he’d awake, hours later, he’d be thoroughly water logged, and would need to spend the rest of the day outside, soaking in sunlight, and plucking off new branches that’d spring from the abundance of resources he’d collect.

At least he’d still have a challenger to play against, on such a nice, sunny day.

This is so sweet, what the hell

Hey, may I request Pantalone, Dottore and Capitano with an s/o who puts flowers in their hair, cups their face and tells them they're perfect and that they love them so much and pulls them into a hug? Bonus if another harbinger witnesses the whole thing sfjsnfnsmshdh I feel like they're all clingy but none of them expects the others to be like that so they're all trying to hide that side from each other xd

♡ 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐃𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 ♡

synopsis: Life is hard, but nothing feels as relaxing as being able to enjoy the comfort of your Harbinger lover. You make sure to convey this to them.

includes: pantalone, dottore, capitano w/ gn! reader

notes: Of course, this request is so so sweet <3. All of them would be so embarrassed if they're caught lol - they have an image to maintain and being soft is not it!

Pantalone:

I wouldn’t be surprised if he owns some kind of greenhouse where normal flowers can grow despite the harsh weather outside. I’m not talking about a tiny one, he probably has one on the scale of a large botanic garden. Pantalone is so rich after all, whatever plants or flowers you want will somehow be grown here, he’ll make sure of it. And so this often leads to dates here <3 where the two of you would explore a different segment of it every so often! It’s a nice little getaway into nature outside of all that snow and ice. Of course, this is Pantalone’s establishment, so he would be knowledgeable on many of the things that grow here, so I can see him explaining the origins of plants and what they do. So this means… Pantalone teasing you with different flower meanings!

At first he’ll start off casual - oh, these represent family, those symbolize innocence and those are sympathy… and then he’ll slowly start mentioning the more romantic ones. These camellias represent love, did you know that? The ones over there represent adoration and beauty, he’d purr into your ear as he tucked a flower behind your ear. Would not stop until your face is a blushing mess because he loves to tease you with these meanings. Eventually, you decide to get back at him. Pantalone is a busy man, which means he’s often tired and stressed from the amount of work he does, so he often likes to lie on your lap surrounded by all these nice flowers. Tends to slip in and out of consciousness. And so you get to you, conveniently situated next to the flowers you needed. You began picking the ones with the deepest feelings - romance, love, adoration, gratitude, understanding - the ones Pantalone stayed the longest on, and carefully started weaving them together while leaving some to tuck behind his ears instead.

Eventually you finish, and you can’t help but stretch a little with how much you were focusing on it, which causes Pantalone to wake up. He blinks once and quickly realizes he fell asleep, gracing you with a real smile which made your heart skip. You could tell he slept well as he sat up. Well, time to wake him fully up! You sat on your legs and carefully placed the crown on his head. Pulling back, you happily admired your work. Pantalone looks at you curiously and then turns to the glass in the greenhouse to see his reflections. He noticed the different flowers in his hair - roses, tulips, carnations. And then you tucked some peonies in his ears. Oh, you were the cutest thing of all… so he can’t help but express his gratitude.

“My dear, how lovely you are to make this for me. So attentive too, paying attention to everything I said.”

You’d only launch yourself at him and hug him, enjoying the embrace of the man you loved so much, catching him slightly off guard but quickly returning your affection. You peppered his face with kisses as he laughed.

“Perhaps we should come here more often since it gets you so giddy, my love.”

“I’m glad to go anywhere with you. You’re so perfect, and cute, and pretty, and have really nice hair! I love you so much!” You booped his nose as you pressed another kiss.

Pantalone is shameless and absorbs all of this attention gratefully. His face is hurting from how much he’s smiling right now, but he can’t complain when he has the most loving and darling partner in all of Teyvat. Would return all of this attention a hundred times more. Also asks the garden keeper to press the flowers so he could preserve them forever.

Dottore sees the whole exchange when he enters to take some notes on the plants. He’s more like wow you guys actually love each other? Disgusting. But would use this for blackmail material when Pantalone drops down on funding a bit too much. Throws it in his face randomly and enjoys watching Pantalone’s smile drop for a second. Pantalone makes sure to tell the agents to never let anyone, even a Harbinger, into the premises while both of you are there.

Dottore:

You will have a real challenge trying to get this one to do these mushy lovey-dovey things with you. It probably starts when you complain to him about the lack of appealing scenery in this dreary lab. He questions what exactly you don’t like about his amazing lab. No Dottore, seeing random dead bodies and Fatui recruits crouching in fear is not the scenery you want to see everyday, you explain. Dottore huffs and orders you to go back to work. He doesn’t exactly know what is considered nice scenery to normal people - he’s not very normal after all. But he thinks to what he’s seen in other people’s houses and he knows what to put - flowers. Most people likes flowers, he reasons. So later on you see some random pots with soil in it scattered about the lab. And you think to yourself - is Dottore really trying to plant something nice for you? That’s… so cute, but does he know how to grow things?!

The next day, you come to see that all the flowers have magically sprouted and grown. (This might be OOC, but imagine Dottore growing some blue hydrangea for you, which basically means thank you for understanding me, according to my research online. I don’t know but I think he’d never say that outloud but show it to you through his actions.) He must have genetically modified it or used some kind of serum to boost its growth. And wow, were they actually pretty. You didn’t know if he chose these himself, but whoever did had good taste.

“Is this scenery more suited to your tastes?” A teasing voice came from behind you. Dottore smirked, “Now, I expect you to be at your best. No excuses, I have this new experiment I must conduct with you.”

After the experiment, Dottore lets you take a break (you’re the only one allowed this) so you decide to to something cute. You began to break off the blue flowers, which matched very prettily with Dottore’s hair, and weaved it together to make a crown. Now, the question was, how were you gonna get this on his head? Well, you had thought long and hard and came up with no solution, so you did the next best thing - putting it on one of his clones. Dottore’s clones were programmed to follow your orders as well, so there would be no fight. And wow - did they look cute, albeit a bit annoyed and flustered. You wished you had a Kamera, until you heard the real Dottore clear his throat and frown. And immediately you knew - he was jealous of his own damn clones.

Now, Dottore is no sappy man and could care less about some flowers, but he’d be damned if he was going to allow his clones to get more of your attention that him. So begrudgingly, he allows you to plop some flowers on his head with a scowl.

“You’d look cuter if you smiled, you know.”

“Shut up, you idiot.”

If you were anyone else, you’d cry at this but you’re his lover. So you can’t help but hug your crazy man warmly, and jump up to peck his cheek. You tease him by saying he’s cute when he’s mad but you love him so much. Promptly drags you away and claims he will “make you pay, fool” and dodges your attempts to see his face. Secretly preserves the flowers with some scientific method to look at whenever. When he notices Sandrone at the entrance of his lab watching, he has the urge to do despicable acts. Probably threatens her not to say anything or else. His head hurts from the thought of another person, especially one who he can’t get rid of, seeing him like that. Sandrone merely nods but brings it up when they’re working on a robot to make fun of him.

Capitano:

It’s almost like something out of a fairytale - the big, hulking monster with their sunshine lover who thinks they’re absolutely adorable. The other Fatui members are subject to this every day. Thanks to you, they’ve started to think Capitano is more human than they originally thought. You are the one who introduced Capitano to growing some flowers indoors, to “spruce up the place.” It was difficult, with the lack of sunlight in Snezhnaya, but not impossible. Well, you were mostly interested in how Capitano would look while doing something as mundane as gardening.

He was so cute, you could die happy. Accidentally squished some flower seeds between his huge fingers and apologized. Was good at heaving the soil into the pot though (you like to tease him with how strong he is.) Him carefully watching you and copying your movements so he won’t mess anything up. And finally awkwardly holding the water can to nurture the flowers. After a while, most of the flowers started to sprout up, much to your excitement. I don’t know why, but I think Capitano would enjoy this too. Something about being able to create life with you despite his hands being bloody makes him content.

Soon, different areas of the mansion are decorated with your favorite flowers that you grew. And they may not be as fancy as the expensive ones specially made and sent to the mansion, but both of you like these ones more <3. And so you hatch the best part of this plan - putting flowers in your beloved’s hair, wait no, his helmet actually. While Capitano was working on some papers, you started on your own work. You chose the flowers you liked best and started to weave them together into a crown. You hoped you estimated the size of Capitano’s head right, but you soon finished, and it looked really cute, and it was about to go on your strapping lover who was taller and wider than a normal doorway.

And so you hopped into his lap (because there’s no way you could place it on him while he was standing up) and placed the flower crown on his head. At first he was confused because the flowers were so light he didn’t feel anything, but you soon pull out a hand mirror to properly show him your creation. Capitano looked so adorable that before he could respond you couldn’t help but hug him tightly and plant a big kiss on his face. The stark contrast of his dark clothing and then the bright flowers was funny to be honest.

Capitano was speechless at first and was hesitant to touch the flowers in fear he’d somehow destroy them. You had done an excellent job with it, and he was slightly astonished at the kind of creations your small hands could make. And while this didn’t exactly fit his whole vibe and look, he couldn’t help but feel happy. Ever the silent man, he thanked you and tightened his hold on you, pulling you more firmly into his lap and petted your head. You only smiled bigger and crawled up higher to cup his cheek and plant another kiss on his neck, whispering how much you loved him, and how he was your “perfect and amazing Capitano.” Oh, now he really understands why people are so desperate to be loved.

When Pierro enters the room to give Capitano some new reports and orders and accidentally witnesses the whole thing, he tries to leave discreetly but Capitano notices him before he could. Needless to say, Capitano is wholly embarrassed being found like this, especially by his superior. Thankfully, Pierro is a good man who doesn’t tease his subordinates much (unlike those other two sly men above) so at the next meeting, he doesn’t say anything and keeps a straight face. Furthermore, he secretly finds it sweet that the Harbinger closest to him has found such true love. Pierro has witnessed different kinds of love for who knows how long; he has seen it fall apart or grow stronger. Nonetheless, Capitano is grateful and pretends that it never happened.

(Capitano tries to make one by himself for you later. Ends up snapping all the flowers in half and giving up. Reluctantly asks Dottore to preserve your creation for him all while Dottore has a shit-eating smirk on his face the whole time.)

C,, could you give us a Quirrel with monomon

YEAH I CAN