crow-with-a-typewriter

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

like father, like son

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

Late night Driftcells thoughts.

It's not completely unusual for The Beheaded to have a soft side. As seen with whatever critter companion he's got napping contently in his arms.(Except the Owl. The owl is an independent soul.)

And yet, some time after meeting Drifter, he...hesitates on physical affection. He knows that just because Drifter is stricken with a deadly illness, that doesn't mean he'll shatter like glass. Still, he keeps it simple with pats on the back or friendly punches to the arm(s).

Until one day, Drifter has had enough, and pulls the Homunculious into a hug. Bobby immediately stiffens, unsure on what to do, if anything. Drifter sighs, burying his face into Bobby's scarf and flat out tells him,

"Stop holding back. I can take it. You know that."

'The hell does that mean!?' Bobby mentally screams. But eventually, his shoulders sag and slowly returns the gesture. It hits him right there and then that this is the first time that anybody has hugged him because they wanted to. And by the way, his newfound partner feels so relaxed into the hug that it has been a long time since anyone has hugged him.

And it becomes increasingly obvious that neither one of them wants to let go.

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

Wholesome dump :)

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

Ngl I kinda like the idea of drifterxbeheaded if only because of the inherent mild horror of it all. You are a corpse possessing immortal homunculus. You will be here when I am gone. You will be here when the world falls away and succumbs to entropy. Any body I love is not truly yours. Any kiss I try to steal burns my lips. You have no voice, and you communicate by gestures and nods. I love you more than your selfish heart knows. I can never know if you feel the same. When I die will you possess my corpse as well, and move around inside of me? Would it be an act of love, or bespeaking to your nature? You destroyed your kingdom and your body, and you have the urge to destroy more to satiate your boredom. What can I give you to keep you here with me? What can I do to ensure you never see me as another challenge to be overcome? My love, my love, please, come closer, let me place my hand on your silent chest and rest my head against your shoulder, mourning who you were in life, before you became this. Let me wrap my arms around you and hold you close, reveling in what you are now. Let me pray you feel the same. Hold me close and stroke my hand—it is the only thing that tells me you love me.

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

okay . driftcells but its beheaded driving hot wheels cars on drifter's tattoos like a track

Thank you so much for the wonderful idea..

Bonus, what if,,,, finger skateboards..

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

that old meme but with driftcells why not

au version

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

😊

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

Entonces la vió

La luna roja

Sobre el mar negro

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

Not enough..

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

Spar ^u^

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

letting my frustrations out through driftcells...

love it when my otp kills each other

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

Driftcells animatic :)

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

;u;👍

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

I WILL NEVER SHUT UP ABOUT THEM

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

:")

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

You've done this before...

Countless of times...

Why now?

Bonus :)

[crow-with-a-typewriter]

The thing about ancient China is that you can’t google “is my pet fish acting weird?” And instead you just have to take it at face value that your pet fish can and will jump out of his tank for funsies and you basically have no choice but to leave little bowls of water around so he (a fish) can traverse your room without fucking splatting on the floor and dying. And also you let the fish sleep on your pillow.