while adventuring alone in the woods little my falls and tumbles into a bramble bush. back at moominhouse while moominmama draws her a bath to soothe her injuries, snorkmaiden is tasked with combing through her hair to get out all the sticks and leaves. after resistance and compromise they have a conversation. short snorkmyden fic i made to practice writing the two, enjoy!

While being on his way back to Moominvalley after his usual winter travels, Snufkin gets into trouble with the law and this time it seems to be something he might not easily escape…

Winter can be a dangerous time. Forutnately, there are few in Moominvalley who would turn away an unfortunate traveller. You never quite know just who is going to knock... Featuring: Moominmama, Moominpapa, Young Moomin, and others.

My own little spin on Snufkin's backstory. Please don't hate, just read. :)

Mymble's Daughter wakes up. Too-ticky is already up. It is Springtime and time for a new Adventure. One-shot.

Bignastyshrek spikes Moominmamma's pancakes and she turns giant, then they have fun.

Ficlet. Joxter talks in his sleep.

It never was really clear to Moomin what exactly Snufkin was. They were just Snufkin really, who played songs and hated park keepers and slept outside. Then The Joxter visits the valley and suddenly it all makes sense.

Snapshots of finding each other. From their first meeting to their first reunion in that first Spring, gen or romance- you pick

One minute, British student Martin Park is running through a thunderstorm in downtown Helsinki. Lightning strikes him and he finds himself mysteriously transported to the magical world of the Moomins, just as described in the Tove Jansson stories. Is he dead, in a coma, or just plain mad? And will he ever find a way back to his own world?

There is probably another universe where they did not have each other. A universe where there was a river and a basket and a child all by themselves. This is not that universe. Or: drabbles about a lazy father raising his peculiar son.

Our favorite emotionally constipated vagabond has to deal with Moomin's crush on him, while also falling for the troll himself. He doesn't handle it well. Based on the characterizations from the 1970 anime "Shin Mūmin," in which Moomin is very melodramatic, Snufkin is an awkward beanpole, and Stinky is surprisingly tolerable. Warning for mild cursing.

Not really sure how to explain this, yet (will fix when I have more written - yes, it's longer than this) just wanted to get it up, because chances are high I'll somehow convince myself not to. Hopefully, somebody other than me will enjoy it. Mostly uses book naming conventions. If there's anything glaringly obviously off please let me know.

Snufkin looked down at his hands and sees them slowly fading, if he just disappeared it wouldn't really matter now would it. Well there is some people that would say otherwise. (The rating is only what it is because I am not entirely sure what it should be.)

Joxter comes back into town after over two decades of being away and the first thing he decides to do is pick up some young, pretty thing at a club. He meets Snufkin, another mumrik, and it isn't long before the they go back to Snufkin's place for the night. They realise that they have a lot in common and decide to continue their relationship beyond a one-night-stand. Joxkin.

Moomin and his friends discover something strange in the woods, whatever could it be?

Μια στιγμή, ο φοιτητής Μάρτιν Πάρκ τρέχει μέσα σε μια καταιγίδα στο κέντρο του Ελσίνκι. Τον χτυπάει κεραυνός και ξυπνάει στον μαγικό κόσμο των Μούμιν, ακριβώς όπως περιγράφεται στα βιβλία της Τούβε Γιάνσσον. Είναι νεκρός, σε κώμα, ή τρελός; Θα βρει ποτέ τρόπο να γυρίσει στον αληθινό κόσμο; Η περιπέτεια ενός αγοριού που συναντάει τα αξιολάτρευτα Μούμιν πρόσωπο με πρόσωπο...

Moomin wants to strike up the courage to confess his love, but he keeps embarrassing himself along the way. Little My offers to help him "woo" Snufkin and Moomin reluctantly takes her up on that offer in a desperate attempt to win over his man.

The concept of a family has always been... rather flimsy to grasp for Snufkin. Especially at a young age, when he doesn't know what's what, and what it is that he can claim as his own family. Then again, what can he call family? It's only when he holds onto the few things that he treasures that he realizes. Realizes that even someone like him can find a family he can call his own.

The years in moominvalley pass without notice, until they don't. An Aged Up story about how to confess to your best friend without ever actually doing exactly that.

The Joxter has found himself in the gaze of The Lady of the Cold. Luckily, he seems to have survived it. Right?

My fills for Snufmin Appreciation Week 2019 because I can't get enough of these soft gays

Thinking that Joxter would be better able to parent a growing Snufkin, Mymble brings the boy to his father, the Joxter. At first, things seem to go be going okay, Joxter is somewhat rigid, but he's fair, he makes an honest attempt to be a good parent. Over time, things begin to change and Snufkin is left between his father's two very different personalities. Cover by nastycheburek.

On the cusp of winter, Snufkin finds himself stuck with an odd traveling companion while he travels south who might end up stirring some forgotten memories.

Snufkin is hurt. Really, really hurt. Someone did this to him, and the Moomins are going to find out who. Little do they know, that the moment Snufkin's blood hit their doorstep they were opening themselves up to a new world of horrors. But strange creatures and evil folklore can't separate this family. At least not willingly. Gore/horror warning. May change to M rating if needed.