#(ribbit)

Ribbit squeaked out in surprise and joy as the ringmaster spun him. It'd taken a while for the eccentric and overexcited nature of Caine to be something that Ribbit was comfortable with, but once he'd come out of his shell, he enjoyed Caine's games and excitability. Both enhanced the other's recklessness and penchant for terrible ideas, actually...

"Whoa, to the void? Ribbit." His face pushed against Caine's, wide google eyes staring into the other pair. Neither were to ever venture into that area, and that of course...only made it more enticing to the little frog's rebelliousness. "Do it."

"Ribbit. To the moon, huh?" Now Ribbit was more determined than ever to reach the confines of space, curious if the circus even had that. He might need a lift to get that high.

"I'm gonna reach the top of the circus tent and touch the flag!" His little legs were already springing back.

Thought the bunny could use some comfort after everything <3

Jax doesn't trust anything in this circus. Any number of times he's had a nightmare of his old and closest friend abstracting and awakened with traitorous tears on his face, and wishing the figments of his broken heart were real.

The mind played cruel tricks on you. Nightmares. Digital hallucinations... although those were more common when one was acclimating to the circus climate, they never truly left...especially a psyche as broken as all of theirs.

He knew abstraction was absolution, the equivalent to death here. And he knew death couldn't be undone.

"I know you aren't real..." Red and dark rimmed eyes stared at the youngest of the circus, sitting there in an achingly familiar frog legged position. "This is some trick of the circus, or hey, maybe I finally am going nuts. Maybe this is just what I'll see before I finally abstract too!"

"I don't really care right now..." He perched against the frog, who felt more solid than a figment. "I'll take whatever form of you I can get."

One ❤️ = One Sentence From Any WIP!

So, for this one, I put all of my Helluva/Hazbin fics into the Wheelofnames and I got Leapfrog! It's a Mammon/Lilypad/Ribbit (RoboFizz OCs) fic for Ribbit's birthday! That may or may not get posted in time tbh. I'm so bad at finishing things on time.

This also uses the old design for Mammon that @trumpet-hah and I used before we had his partial reveal.

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🔥 Piping Hot OC Asks 🔥

QUESTION: 🧸 : Into public displays of affection or are they more reserved?

The short answer is that they are all very physically affectionate with each other or those they care about. Each of them has a habit of hanging on someone, holding hands, or rubbing noses.

Lily is most likely to use touch as a manipulation tactic, however, and will gear his affection to those that he wants things from.

Ribbit and Fifi both enjoy touching and being touched alike and are incredibly tactile.

When they aren't otherwise busy with other things, Ribbit and Lilypad hold each other's hands the most. They are almost always touching one another and are rarely seen alone.