#felt nice

[pinkconkonut]

tried smth different *shrug*

[cortexifansquint]

#they thought they ate that

[pinkydude]

Stinkies stayin' Silly 👅🌵

[ch3shire-rabbit]

To Jose,

What has brought about this vampiric state? How long have you been a vampire?

[eidorina]

space wife space wife

[stardustedknuckles]

Now that I actually know how to tie a basic chest harness/single column, I'm feeling the itch to do a fic about it. Just the ritual of it is so nice, and it turns out that once you know how to use a half-hitch you can very simply get away with quite a lot insofar as what you're tying to something else.

[iijadraws]

look it's eala again

[androidboy]

older southern gay man who comes into the shop a lot kept putting his hand on my shoulder today and rubbed my arm when he told me to keep safe before he left and i think if it was anyone else or if i was in a diff mood i’d’ve been a bit 🤨🔪 but it was very 🥰

[sleepvines]

Claudio sketch

[drowsyscatterbrain]

​So I had a dream interacting with Wally Darling a while ago-

Was still reeling from it after the next 2 days fr, it’s all kinda blurry now, some details might just be my brain making it up as I type but whatever. (also placed the read more cuz i'm ass at condensing texts & don’t want to make the post too long on dash, either.) cw for some kinda horror description near the end.

Everything felt real, but not at the same time, if that makes any sense. I had my sense of touch and smell, but all of them feels muffled and wonky in some way. Don’t know if dreams are common to have those two senses presence, but anyway-

The dream didn’t take place in the colorful neighborhood, it was a weird place that looked like a hospital and a library smushed together. 

The air smelled like old books and antiseptics, a heart moniter from somewhere beeping constantly. There were hallways and doors like hospitals does, but almost all the walls have bookshelves in them. 

The room we were in was probably the main reading area. It's spacious, has plenty of those long tables with chairs, there were bookshelves standing in rows near the windows, and some walls were covered in books. 

I’m talking about 30cm above ground were all books, almost all the way to the ceiling. 

Felt like the books sucked up all the colors, too. Cuz everything was either pure white or some kind of pale color, then the books were all pretty dark & gives off vibes from a medieval painting.

All except Wally, well kinda. His colors were a bit paler than the official art, but still very vibrant compared to everything else.

All the patients (including me) in there wore hospital gowns, there were plenty of them too. All minding their own business, walking to somewhere, looking for books, sitting down to read, or just sitting...but I can’t see their face. 

Even if I tried to focus, their face remained a blur. It’s like my eyes just decided to censor them. This includes the doctors, nurses, and a couple librarians I saw. Basically just everyone.

Up until I met him, I was walking towards one of those tables, hugging the two books I picked against my chest.

One of them was a thick, black hardback book with a single big golden eye symbol hot stamped on it, the other one was a colorful children’s book, it was old and covered in clear tapes, felt the tape digging into my skin, too. 

Can’t remember much of the book cover other then there’s a chibi version of him near the upper right corner.

So I reached the table, hand on chair about to pull it out, looked up from the books, and there he was. Sitting on the table.

For some reason, he seemed to be made of silicone and metal, his hands and legs were missing, with a bit of wires sticking out and sparks coming out occasionally, but he seemed unaware and was kinda spacing out.

He looked at me 1 second after my eyes are on him. I started talking to him, he replied, this went back and forth for a few moments. Then he lifted his forearms, raptor style, and realized his hands were gone.

He didn’t freak out, he was just like ‘oh’, and got a bit nervous. So I told him to wait and ran off to find any spare parts or tools to help fix him up (I was sure there was a room that has those stuff in the dream). 

I never found that room, didn’t see anything useful on my run, too. Then when I ran out of breath and stopped, I found myself back to the reading room. When I went back to the table, he was all fixed up, now sitting criss-cross applesauce on the table.

I approached, fairly baffled, with a “how did you...?” tumbled out of my mouth, trailing off at the end. And all he replied was “found/borrowed them... somewhere else.” or something like that, while turning and opening/closing his hands, testing them out.

Where did Wally find those parts? how did he fix himself up perfectly in a few minutes with no hands?? I’ll never know.

After a few finger wiggles he looked up from his hands, and thanked me for helping him out. His voice was still monotonic as usual, but I felt his gratitude in every single word. 

Despite the fact that he did all the work, and I basically ended up chasing my own tail with 0 help provided to him. He’s so damn nice, gosh.

Then one of us started another topic, and I eventually sat back down while still talking. The books long forgotten.

During the conversation, I found out the ‘blurry face curse’ applies to him too, but with some twists. I can see his face when I wasn’t directly looking at him. But whenever I looked at anywhere near his head, his face gets blurred up.

I could only vaguely see where his eyes and mouth is(plus nose when he’s in human form), and the blur made my eyes constantly seeing him in different forms, and positions.

Like, at start he was his classic 3ft puppet look, then he moved his head slightly, now he's human, like how Clown drew him in the Pokemon AU and is now sitting across from me, arms folded on the table. 

I spaced out for a second, now he’s back on the table, 3ft again, but in his fleece muppet form. Blinked? He’s across the table again, puppet form and about the same height as me. 

At one point during our chat, the blur even made his face kinda looks like Elvis Presley. (Looked up who he is on Wiki just before bed, might be the cause.)

At around 3/4 of the long chat we were having, I held his face in my hands.

He was back in his 3ft puppet form, leaning a bit closer to me than we first met. I don’t know what I was thinking, or even thinked at all. But I stood up from my seat when he was mumbling to himself and looking elsewhere, reached out, and placed both of my hands on his cheeks. 

His skin felt like silicone with metal underneath and fleece fabric stuffed with cotton at the same time. A bit disorienting, honestly.

Thumbs were about 2cm below his eyes, and I gently stroked his face once or twice before stopping. That seemed to halt his thoughts abruptly, as his eyes widened a bit, his gaze shot straight back to mine. 

A few moments passed, probably processing that I really just went and caressed his face without a word.

Then as I was about to start pulling back from both the confusing texture and the realization kicking in, his response made my brain forgot about them in an almost audible poof:

He closed his eyes, leaned ever so slightly into my left hand, his smile reached his eyes as he let out a few of his unique little laughs. While his hands came up and held mine in place. We stayed like this for a while.

At some point I let go, and he put his hands away, too. Then our chatter started back up again. Now with a bit more positive feelings presence between us.

What officially ended our chat was pretty unexpected, and unpleasant. As it scared us and forced us to find a way out. 

The sunlight from outside started to die down, so did the lights from inside too. And that made the staff members starting to act weird.

Everything except their uniform gradually turned pitch black, like they were ate up by the darkest paint in the world. Their body started to drip like tar and emits soot-like particles into the air, some even grew extra limbs or mutates, with razor sharp claws...and spikes. 

Also they got more and more aggressive the longer it went on, movements became frantic, thrashing and twitching like those faceless nurses from Silent Hill.

Now ‘corrupted’, they started screaming, yelling, begin to throw stuff around and blocking up the corridors with them. At one point the yelling became clear enough to understand, what I heard were basically ‘block up all the hallways and then start killing’. 

The patients started to panic, some of them threw themselves into rooms and locking/blocking up the door, some tried to escape from the windows. But the windows wouldn’t budge, no matter how hard they pried.

Our chatting was cut off by the first shriek, and after we exchanged looks, he hopped off and started speed walking, I got up, went around the table and catching up to him. We held hands as we began to find an exit while trying to remain hidden. 

Despite his height, he was surprisingy fast. As I struggled a bit to keep up with his running.

Also he smelled faintly of fresh apples. Noticed it when I was holding his face earlier, but now it became slightly more noticable. For we were now physically a LOT closer than back in the library. 

He was mostly leading me around, we hid in somewhere squished together a few times, I even scooped him up and bolted once, because he tripped and a staff was closing in a bit too quickly.

The dream started to end when we were just running, at this point, there wasn’t any obstacles in sight. In fact, the whole building kinda just vanished. No screams, no crashes or bangs, nothing. Just white, but we kept going.

The only sound we heard were our own footsteps, echoing across the now completely white void we’re blindly running in.

And then suddenly, my eyes decided to give out. I didn’t slow down, I didn’t let go of his hand. But my vision just kept getting darker, like the lights going out when a movie is about to start, until finally, the blazing white became inky black.

All of my senses soon went with my vision. I was floating in the void, all alone.

And the next thing I knew, I was staring at my bedroom’s ceiling.

[delibird-catboi]

🫡

[scooplery]

got a nice long walk in :)

[missanthrory]

To the tiny child who asked if I was a boy or girl today, thank you for correctly reading my vibes.

[shitiforgot]

I asked if this guy needed help cause his phone was switched off and he didn't have cash but he refused to take help and then gave me a chocolate re😭😭

[zeichenlily]

Spontaneously made this yesterday

[scarletooyoroi]

The goats within this whole scenario here is actually Kirara and Thoma respectively. After going through hell.exe I managed to crack a code to make a lot more of this livable.

Something I've never done..

..

Bring shields. LMAO. Having them utilize a favorable application in these situations have turned so much of the hell I dealt with right around.

Besides getting vaped to death like +8 times on the Cryo/Hydro herald floor. BUT Y'KNOWWWWWW. Thoma I knew always had the sauce, but Kirara popping off like this made me hella proud of her.

Definitely have to kick her up to the 90 treatment. ....Now! I just need to have Keqing handle floor 12 the same way and wreck hell and back.