#I shall run away now

[lexumpysfunland]

I have two feelings about Walter and Stanley.

1) I want them to get married and be like the happiest ppl ever

2) I want Stanley to just be mortal(if he isn't already I'm not sure) and Walter has to watch him die with no way to prevent it.

On that note if Stanley could die (or if he can, when he does) what would Walter do about it? Would he do something with his body like put him in something like jewelry? Or something a little… weirder?

You want to give Walter a depression I see-

Well the thing is, Walter certainly doesn't want to let go of Stanley so he is manipulating the system to make sure Stanley stay alive no matter what he has to do. (Yeah it's highly unhealthy for Walter's own mental but he's a weirdo) Walter can't imagine his world without Stanley so even if Stanley died, I don't think he'll ever be the same. Though to respond, He may keep the remains and have the skull of Stanley in his office to talk too at time. (What is madness really~)

And for the rest...

[egophiliac]

C'MON TO THE THEATER!

I love these guys so much. forget NRC, I want to attend their terrible disaster school for disaster children that might actually be plastered on top of the smoking remains of an actively sinking ship. I may or may not actually learn anything, but I will have the time of my life.

[thr-333]

Hello again!

For your One and a Half Futures AU, after both the bad future Leonardos have gotten to the good future timeline, how much does the smallest Leo find out about what the oldest Leonardo did to Leon during the second apocalypse? Does he find out specifics, like what happened to Leon's eye? Or does he just know generally why Leon is so protective of him from oldest Leonardo? Or is he pretty much in the dark besides the fact that these two just fucking hate each other?

Thanks!

Little Leo doesn't know specifics, his future versions try and keep it vauge but he can guess. He also knows more than most family members because when the two are left alone with him they drop all pretenses. So he gets context clues as well.

He has a pretty good idea of what happened between them and it doesn't paint a pretty picture.

[celestialrealms]

The Mephisto crumbs from the Halloween UR 😖 If only they didn't force us to prank him 😡

[randomingoftherandomness]

Fic: to speak or to be silent (Qiubing)

A/N: @xinyuehui @snicker-doodles

I just had a long day and I need to write something out.

--

"Are you ready to talk now?"

Li Bing bites the inside of his cheek at the way Qiu Qingzhi physically starts at his voice. Granted, he'd been loitering around in the shadows with the aim of not startling Qiu Qingzhi as he snuck back into his room, the way the other man stumbles against the corner of his desk, gasping at the impact.

It looked like it hurt.

Good.

"There's nothing to talk about," Qiu Qingzhi hisses, moving to light a candle. Obstinate, Li Bing thinks, equal parts fond and frustrated by him.

"Oh, I beg to differ. We're talking. Whether you want to or not."

Qiu Qingzhi shoots him a gaze, the tension in his shoulders sitting tight and pinched. Li Bing doesn't flinch and is soon rewarded with the way Qiu Qingzhi visibly unfurls. A surrender.

He takes a half step forward. Then, another. And closer still, until he slides his hand around Qiu Qingzhi's wrist. Gently and slowly, wrapping his touch skin to skin.

Li Bing hears the soft stutter of breath, right as he sees the way Qiu Qingzhi angle his body to him. "Do you regret it? Telling me you love me?" He asks.

The wounded spark in his beloved's brown eyes immediately makes him want to retract what he just said, but he perseveres. Shuffling forth until they are chest to chest. This close, he thinks he can count every dark lash that flutters when Qiu Qingzhi blinks at the sight of him.

"Some days I wish you had told me earlier," Li Bing says. "Some days I wish you hadn't told me at all."

"Li Bing..."

"But every day," Li Bing continues, keeping their gaze with a hand over Qiu Qingzhi's heart. "Every day I am glad you were the braver one of us two."

Qiu Qingzhi grabs the hand on his chest. "Do not... Please do not jest about this. I won't survive it if--"

"I'm not lying. I would never lie about this." Li Bing insists. Swallowing around the lump in his throat, he searches Qiu Qingzhi's face. "I do love you too, you know?"

Li Bing can't stopper the bark of laughter that bubbles out of his chest when Qiu Qingzhi wraps him up in a tight hug and sweeps him off his feet.

"You do?" Qiu Qingzhi asks earnestly, hands cradling Li Bing's face like a precious jewel.

"I do," Li Bing repeats, laughter still ringing his words. "I really do."

[thedndgoblinwholivesinyourwalls]

MORE TTCH FANART RAGHHHH ITS STUCK IN MY HEAD/POS

Okok soo- i’ve actually fallen in love with my Owl Girl design so i think it’ll stay that way for a bit unless she loses an arm or something in the podcast <-not manifesting that btw shgdjdhzj

Again as always- TTHC (the train to caleco hill) is by @little-paper-ghost-child! (so sorry for so many notifs from me agh) and also again as always- go listen to it guys!!

[darth-sonny]

Has Kirby ever thought about running away? And I'm not talking about the passing thought of leaving, I'm talking about literally thinking about it, reasoning about it, thinking about the consequences of running away, about what he would do after he ran away.

well, Kirby has thought of running away, but since they're still pretty much a child, to them running away means leaving for a few hours and then coming back. they don't have a good grasp between the difference of "running away" and "going out"

maybe, when they're a little bit older, they meet a group of slightly bigger teens. mostly mid-to-late high school age. and, well, they're somewhat of a bad influence. Kirby, having been raised mostly in the Lair with their only influence on friendships being television and comics, has no idea about this

all of them come from shitty backgrounds with even shittier parents, and all of them talk down about them on the daily. Kirby just feels uncomfortable whenever they do, but they're too nervous to leave when that happens. they think that their friends probably don't mean any of what they say

(they do. they very much do)

and, being from shitty backgrounds, they can probably smell that Kirby's homelife isn't as good as they believe. and it kind of isn't, but Kirby tries to make it work. some confusion and misunderstandings lead their friends to believe that Kirby needs to get out of there, and all of them are willing to help them

the friend group were planning to run away from their homes and move somewhere else, maybe to the East Coast. and now they're planning on bringing Kirby along. all of them know that they can't outright ask them to come along since they're still very much a little kid, and they're very obviously not going to run away from their home at the drop of a hat. so the friend group tricked them, telling them about a sleepover they were going to have in one of their homes when their parent's weren't around, so they better pack some clothes and toiletries

and Kirby is excited. very excited. their first sleepover! sure it's in somewhat of a bad side of the Hidden City, and their dad is very worried about the location and that their friends are older kids, but a sleepover nonetheless! it's great!

they pack up quickly and get there early, with dad's help. a couple of hugs and goodbyes later, Kirby is climbing up the stairs to their friend's apartment, only to be met with all of them ushering them to the window so they can climb down using the fire escape. they're worried about leaving their stuff, but one of them says, "take 'em, you'll need them", which just confuses Kirby even more. all of them cross through a portal, put on some cloaking broaches (or, in Kirby's case, pull their hoodie up), go to a bus station, by some tickets, and get onboard

Kirby, by now, is panicking. they don't know what's happening, and by now they wanns go home. they try to get up and get out, but one of their "friends" holds them back and keeps them seated, telling them that everything will be better now once they leave New York

and that... sort of makes something inside Kirby snap

they don't want to leave New York. they don't want to leave dad. they don't want to leave their family, or the Lair, or their toys and comic books. they don't want to leave any of that behind

and this is the instance that Kirby's ninpō shows up

they land on their bed, shaking and this close to tears. they don't even think about what will happen next. they just run to their dad's room and don't let go for the longest time

Leo has no moderate idea what just happened, but by instinct, he wraps his arm around kirby's tiny frame and hugs them back

they'll talk in the morning

[cuoredimuschio]

🫡.

[skaluli]

these are like from weeks ago my bad for not posting

i wanna get better at anatomy so i can draw postal dude shirtless (i know it doesnt look like him im bad at art)

random loose sniper

ska tries and draws a different face shapes badly (i need to learn lmao, same with body types etc.)

others that are older (like over a month??) but i also havent posted so ill dump them here

[sexynetra]

rachel !!!!!

post a line/snippet where the characters touch each other (in any way you wanna take that <3)

Hi darling Gi <333 thank you for the challenge of the day, I have decided to gift you 2 (two) forms of touching!

First, we have emotionally touched:

~~~

“Okay, yeah, but you don’t owe me a gift for it.”

“I know. I just want to,” Crystal smiled and Gigi’s heart fluttered.

“Are you sure I can’t see it? I’m not going to love it any less if I see it before it’s done. In fact, I might even love it more,” Gigi angled again.

Crystal was quiet a moment, and Gigi tried not to stare at the way Crystal’s tongue darted over her lips. “It's frankly unfair how hard it is to say no to you,” Crystal griped after a moment, stepping out of frame to grab something.

Gigi took the moment of privacy to try and still her racing heart. It was a painting, not a declaration of love. Crystal had made paintings for most of their friend group for various celebrations. This was nothing new or special. Still, Gigi felt like she couldn’t breathe when Crystal returned, gripping tightly to a small canvas.

~~~

And then we have some physical touching :)

~~~

Without her noticing, an hour had passed and Anetra, flopping onto the bed after messing up a trick with smoke rings, had moved so her head was resting in Marcia’s lap. Marcia absentmindedly played with the waves of Anetra’s hair. She looked so soft laying across her lap; nothing like the intimidating force of a woman she was when she was angry, or the stoic statue who wouldn’t show any emotion or vulnerability. This was the Anetra that Marcia had gotten glimpses of here and there, when Anetra was drawing, or spending time with Sasha, or after the Halloween party.

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

the middle of the night was made for freaking out but only a little bit. just a teeny tiny little bit of panic. as a treat

[gibbearish]

am finally back home and can say without a doubt that i am just fundamentally not built for long distance travel however the train was much nicer than planes

[tvrningout-a]

shall i... make a shipping call... and not forget i made one this time...

[ilikebirdsouo]

IGNORING THE FANDOM IGNORING THE FANDOM IGNORING THE FANDOM IGNOR-

[hecckyeah]

my dentist is making me choose between getting a cavity filled in one of my wisdom teeth or getting it pulled. both options fill me with so much raw fear and anxiety i would much rather simply yeet myself off a cliff <3

[callilouv]

would you like me to torment anyone else w brainrot? - angel, hitman but with brainrot

:rubs hands together: tis my time to be evil

@.dawndelion winery (very fun to torment btw ;D /lh)

@.cryo-locket

@.kujuo

@.tiredsleep