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Dark Star Thresh & Hauntling commission ! 

I always like to imagine that Thresh has shark-like teeth in this skin! 

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Is ghost poro! Is spoopy. Gives snuggles! Happy ghost sheep puff. Friend!

Spooky fluffies! Pat pat pat’s the ghost poro!

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hehe... made new sidebar image

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Picks the child up and smiles all too fondly at them. "Why, hello there, little one."

The Hauntling gurgles happy before holding up a hand and pointing at it so Thresh looked. Then they, somewhat messily, signed Thresh’s name and ‘Hi!’. Look what they’ve been working on!

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reminder that this trailer exists and you should watch it

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YOURE SO GREEN, BABY

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poros snuggle! Have missed! No leave poros.

Oh the soft things! The Hauntling missed them too! Gives them lots of hugs and pets!

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@indevitatus liked for a future hauntling starter

The Ruined Heir sat upon the throne of he who had been his sire. The King, who indeed had been related to them, was hardly considered a father by The Heir. No, there had been others who filled that role better in their unlife. Others who had been lost to time. 

Until now.

Knightly armored specters marched forth to The Heir with great purpose. One carried a red scythe, eye at its side swollen with malice, another dragged forth a mortal. The mortal lived, if just barely, but they would suffice.

‘Have the mortal grasp the scythe.’ The Heir ordered in a sign language common among the Isles. Doing as told one knight forced the mortal’s hand around the hilt of the scythe and a change began to occur. The Heir leaned forward where they sat, clear interest in their gaze. 

Though they were much larger, much older now The Heir wore a horned mask not unlike the one they had worn during their days as The Hauntling - they wondered if Rhaast would recognize them.

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mutuals, like for a starter in the hauntling’s future verse

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mutuals, like for a starter in the hauntling’s future verse

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toolbalance:

would they still gurgle or do words?

// I think they would use some manner of sign language tbh!

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*sees art of grown up hauntling* *urge to make au/future verse/smth like that rising.*

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riot games: here’s the hauntling little legend! a cute little companion to play tft with! me: that’s a dead child and they can fit so much angst in them

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*gets a fucked up headcanon idea*

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A tight hug for the baby.

Oh they like hugs! The hauntling gurgles happily and allows this. 

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pats !!!

Oh!! Is patted! They gurgle happily!

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The Hauntling stares right back. Truthfully they had expected a bit more of a reaction. Living creatures had a tendency to react quite loudly to their presence, usually with screaming. The Hauntling usually found such things amusing until said living creatures ran away in fright and they were down a potential friend. But this stranger with their no noise making and not running away was quite curious to them! Different from what they were used to!

They reach out to give this stranger a poke, gurgling softly, so curious. 

Hmmm a newcomer. Interesting. The Hauntling has decided to bonk them on the head. Hello.

The Lunari held still as the spectre approached, eyes glued to it. He had been caught off guard, and no weapon drawn. But before he could react, the bonk had already been performed. He waited for something; the sting of a curse, his soul being ripped from his body. But there was nothing.Looking back to them with a blink, Aphelios simply stares at the phantom.

How frightening.