#source: craftyjellyfishcat

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HC that Eddie and Frank met during an Arts n Crafts session

Eddie: -and the one more fold here and there! A butterfly!

Frank: ...marry me.

Eddie: Sorry, what was that?

Frank: Nothing!

[thecloudsofficalreborn]

Case File #1 | Burney

Subject: Burney Threat Level: Hostile Eri: Belongs to @bubbleberrry Ames: Belongs to @trying-my-best-always | @the-plushie-friendships Bowser JR: Belongs to @bowserjrthecoolkoopa Alex and Justin: @craftyjellyfishcat | @craftyjellyfishcatrplog Aliza: @alizachan Liam: @ask-liam-and-co Boyfriend: Belongs to @ask-shelby-and-her-kitty-cats | @ask-the-monolith-resistince

OK so we were researching the disappearances of several people a Keith, Ames, Eri, Alex, Justin, Liam, Bowser Jr, Hikari, And Aliza. These people have disappeared off the face of the earth with no traces left behind so we had to find out what happened to them we talked to a company named A-Sync and they provided their resources and equipment to The Backrooms we looked around for a little while and we found some evidence we found a microphone some plushies and dropped cans of what seems to be almond water on the floor it looks like some of the people that landed in the place had some source of liquid which is good our team continued to look around it was sudden that we heard some distorted noises it sounded like a distorted cry for help we followed the noise and we found a really creepy being in there

It looked like it was crawling on all fours it's mouth was wide as it was hungry for something or us... it looks like it was made up of cables when we saw this thing... we booked it and it started chasing our teams it caught about 4 people and brutally ended them in a gruesome way it seems like this is not the only entity though as we found a disemboweled stick man like figure wandering around in this place and a entity with a camera on it's head either way we escaped this entity we found out further that it was named burney we don't know why but it might have a connection to a wanderer that stumbled upon this place and was found and turned into this thing we will continue looking around in the backrooms for further information and we'll keep people updated.

-Dr.Alto

[pawnshopsouls]

Desert Bonley?

Cuphead: DDWTD OC Drawing Meme! || Accepting!

Edit:: //Sooo since my sis liked the unshaded version, I decided to add the unshaded version of Dessert!Bonely to the mix. UuU

[thesculptedflower]

A Firecracker

May I request a Riddler x reader, where they meet during a heist, and after taking hostages and what not, the Riddler nabs the reader as a prize too.

@craftyjellyfishcat​

Note: I have to push the S1 Ed fic to tomorrow, I’m so sorry! Things came up at home, but it’ll be posted asap! Love you guys!

A Firecracker

’’Number 357!’’ The banker shouted, the queue moving painstakingly slowly. You glanced down at the number on your paper. 401. You sighed, prepping yourself for the next few hours you’d have to spend at the Gotham City Bank. You had fought your way up the cruel path of being a small business owner in Gotham, where basically anyone was a rival to you. People only look after their own gain, rarely wanting to see the neighboring business succeeding. You had faced many threats from businesses that were run by big and important families, but you didn’t lower your head. You fought back, even when they tried to burn down your place. It was a sloppy job, and they were quickly caught and brought to justice. Which was exactly why you were now queueing at the bank, the court had granted you a small fund to help you re-build. It felt good to be aided, but it also painted a huge target to your back. 

It didn’t make you scared or paranoid, but it sure made you even more courageous to push back those who tried to bring you down. You knew you had it in you.

You had lost the track of time, when a small explosion pulled you from your thoughts. People were screaming and running all over the place, but nobody saw anything or anyone. The heavy safety doors sealed all the exits and people were starting to panic more and more. Suddenly all the lights went out, except for one. The light shined above the staircase to the second floor, and under it was a tall man in a green suit. The Riddler.

You tried to find a way out of the room, but the darkness around you made it impossible.

’’Fear not, dear citizens of Gotham!’’ Riddler announced extravagantly. ’’I’d like to play a game.’’ 

Some of the people screamed, causing even more fear in the others. ’’SILENCE!’’ Riddler shouted, clearly agitated that his speech was disturbed. His deep voice quickly filled the whole space. ’’If any of you try to run, I’ll press this trigger, that will let out a toxic smoke. If you get all three questions right, I’ll let you live.’’He explained, showcasing the trigger inside his jacket. You stayed as low as you could, trying to slowly make your way closer to him. You weren’t the strongest, but you thought you could distract him long enough for the police to arrive. 

’’None of you shall be harmed, but only if you answer correctly to these three simple questions.’’ He was smiling like a maniac, walking down the stairs step by step, holding a gun in his hand. If you only could get that gun. ’’Let’s begin!’’ He shouted, the people below him shaking from the pressure. ’’I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?’’ 

There was a short silence, before people started whispering to each other, trying to come up with the correct answer. You were quick with your thinking, but you didn’t want him to notice you were getting closer to him. ’’An echo.’’ You whispered to a person next to you and kept walking.

’’An echo!’’ The person shouted, lowering his head afterwards to avoid being seen properly.

’’Excellent!’’ Riddler exclaimed joyously. ’’You see a boat filled with people. It has not sunk, but when you look again, you don’t see a single person on the boat. Why?’’

Whispering began once again, accompanied with a few desperate cries. This one was harder, but you came up with the answer in time, once again whispering it to the person nearest to you. ’’They’re all married!’’ They answered.

’’Correct once again. Maybe I chose the wrong bank.’’ His smile wasn’t faltering, he was so sure of himself, so confident. 

You were almost at the base of the stairs, ready to jump for his gun any point now. You knew he had the higher ground, but you had to take the chance. 

’’I have keys, but no locks and space, and no rooms. You can enter, but you-.’’ He started, but was interrupted by your sudden attack. You jumped out of the crowd aiming for his gun, but unfortunately for you, he had seen it coming miles away. He was surprisingly quick with his moves, ceasing you by the arm before you could even lay your hands on him. Now that you were forced to face him, you noticed how dark and dangerous his features were. The black bowler hat casted a sinister shadow on his face, making the already dark brown eyes seem even darker. The strong glasses framed his face perfectly, highlighting the strong jaw and high cheekbones. You didn’t want to admit it, but you were taken aback by how good he looked. And he was so intelligent, he saw right through you. 

’’Like what you see?’’ He teased, a cocky grin playing on his lips. You could feel a blush rising to your cheeks, but thanks to the poor lightning, it wasn’t too obvious. 

’’A little firecracker I see, daring to interrupt me in the middle of the last riddle, tsk tsk.’’

He was menacing, but you weren’t scared yet. You knew he loved his riddles, and he wanted to know if this poor audience could get away from him. 

’’Now if you please, let’s rise our bets a little, shall we.’’ 

He made you stand perfectly still on one of the steps and aimed the gun at your head. It made few people shriek, but you tried to motion them to be calm with your hands. The Riddler watched you silently communicating with them and let out a quick laughter. ’’Now would you look at that, what a heroine we have in our midst.’’ He said moving to stand behind you, and you swore you could feel his eyes on you. 

’’I’ll ask this one final riddle, and if you get it right, you’ll all get to go home.’’ He continued. ’’But, if you get it wrong.. Bang.’’ He pretended to shoot you in the back of the head. ’’She goes first.’’

People were crying and getting more panicked, but you remained calm. 

’’Only one color, but not one size. Stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain, doing no harm and feeling no pain. What am I?’’ He almost whispered, him being so close to your ear send goosebumps down your arms. You concentrated, forcing yourself to think of an answer. 

’’Is this too hard for our savior?’’ The Riddler teased, moving to speak to the other side of your head. ’’Time’s running out, and I’m right here, shadowing you.’’

That’s it.

’’A shadow.’’ You said almost too quickly.

You could feel the grin he had on his lips. ’’Well done, but unfortunately I can’t leave with empty hands.’’ 

You didn’t have time to comprehend his words before you were muffled with a cloth that smelled like, chloroform. 

* * * * * * *

When you woke up, you felt like you were hit by a truck. The room was small and dimly lit, and you sure as hell didn’t recognize it. You panicked a little and tried to sprung up from the bed, only to realize that you were tied down, only one hand free. 

’’Easy there, we don’t want you breaking anything.’’ A familiar, though more soft, voice said from somewhere in the room. Your eyes darted around, trying to find the source. A tall figure stood next to a kitchen counter, pouring two cups of coffee. He was wearing an ordinary flannel, and didn’t seem threatening at all. You had your guesses, which were proven right as he turned around. For some reason, you didn’t feel scared anymore.

’’Coffee?’’ He asked, setting the cup on the night stand next to the bed. You followed his every move with your eyes as he sat down to the end of the bed, carefully sipping his own coffee. Neither of you said a word for a while. 

’’You told me the answer.’’ You said first. Riddler lifted his brown eyes to yours, smiling genuinely this time. ’’That I did.’’

’’Why?’’ 

He let out a soft laugh, shaking his head a little.

’’You were telling the right answers to the others, trying to distract me from following you in the crowd. I wanted you to survive. You’re, different.’’ He explained, stirring his coffee with a spoon. The smell was delicious, and it was harder to protest the growing need for the coffee. 

’’It’s my own blend, a little chocolatey and not too dark.’’ He said suddenly, reading you like an open book. You could feel yourself blushing again as you carefully reached for the cup. The aroma was heavenly, and so was the taste. In a different situation, you would have loved to spend time with a guy like him. ’’It tastes amazing.’’ You whispered, hesitant to compliment him. He smiled in return before standing up slowly, careful not to frighten you. He pulled out a key from his pocket and freed your other hand. Your eyes were looking for an answer, even if your mouth didn’t ask.

’’You trusted me enough to drink the coffee, I’ll trust you enough to let you go.’’ 

Almost immediately you jumped out of the bed, but the effects of the chloroform were still pretty heavy on you, causing you to almost fall to the floor. You weren’t sure if you were lucky or not, but you were caught by the arms of your capturer. He held you so gently, it really felt like he didn’t want to harm you at all. You stared up at his brown eyes, trying to find a reason why you felt this way. Why were you so okay with being in his arms, this close to him. You could smell his cologne, and you liked it. You knew it was wrong, so why did it feel so right. 

He helped you back to the bed, where you took the coffee cup to your hands again. It was still warm. ’’Why are you being like this?’’ You asked carefully. He sat down next to you, now closer than before, but you didn’t move away.

’’I don’t really know, having you here brings out parts in me that I thought I had lost.’’ He answered quietly, showing a more vulnerable side of him. You turned to look at him and for a moment you could see a totally different person looking back at you. 

’’But I do understand if you want to leave.’’ He continued, turning to look down at his cup.

’’I think I’ll stay, for a while at least.’’

You were totally out of your comfort zone, but you weren’t afraid of it. Maybe all those fights and struggles were preparing you for this moment. This moment you shared with one of the most dangerous man in Gotham. And you were okay with it. He wasn’t dangerous, not to you anymore.

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Sally: Why is Frank crying on the floor? 

Julie: He's drunk. 

Sally: And? 

Julie: He saw a picture of Eddie’s spouse. 

Sally: But he’s Eddie’s spouse. 

Julie: I know.

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Howdy: Nothing in life is free.

Sally: Adventure is free.

Poppy: Life is free.

Julie: Love is free.

Frank: Science is free.

Barnaby: Everything is free if you take it without paying.

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Headcannon time

Julie has hammer space, and it has all sorts of stuff, ranging from normal to outright weird!

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Playfellow Ceo: *Was writing something when they saw the door open, revealing the puppets* What can I do you all for?

Frank/Sally/Julie/Howdy/Poppy/Barnaby/Wally: *They didn’t answer, just glared*

Playfellow Ceo: *Saw the door get closed and locked* Why did you lock the door?

Playfellow Ceo: Why do you have that rope?

Playfellow Ceo: Who’s running the studio?!

~The sounds of commotion were heard from the office~

Playfellow Ceo: What’s the meaning of this?! Untie me this instant!

Frank: *he slaps the Ceo* Shut it!

Playfellow Ceo: Sweet Davy Jones, what the heck is going on?!

Frank: *He slaps again* I said shut it!

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(It was from a dream)

I hc there was a special episode of Welcome Home where Eddie went missing. After he went missing, one by one the whole neighborhood began looking for him.

It was like the "Have you seen this snail?" special except Eddie didn't run away, he went on vacation.

Wait, Eddie go on vacation but forget to let everyone know?!

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~Frank, Julie, and Sally were playing a game when Wally came up and interrupted them~

Wally: *He looked at Frank* Where do you keep your hot water bottle?

Sally: Wally, we’re playing a game! Will you go please?

Frank: It’s under the sink. 

~5 minutes later~

Julie: You’ll never stop my evilest of evil plans!

Frank: Don’t count your chickens before they hatch! We’ll find a way to defeat you!

Wally: *He returns* How about the Humidifier, Frank?

Frank: Top shelf, Wally.

Sally: What’s going on here? Why do you keep coming?

Wally: Well, Eddie is sick right now and someone needs to take care of him. *He goes off*

Frank: Eddie’s sick?! Why didn’t you tell me right away?! *He runs inside with Julie following*

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Eddie's Missing

~Outside of Eddie’s post office, Sally was knocking on the door~

Sally: Mailman, the starlet needs her package, so open your door and give it me! *She knocks louder but no reply*

Julie: Hi Sally! What are you doing outside of Eddie’s post office?

Sally: I ordered a package but Mailman hasn’t once shown up to deliver it!

Julie: Now that you mention it, I haven’t seen Eddie at all since yesterday.

Sally: *She looked shocked as the door opened* Hello? Mailman?

~The girls looked everywhere for him, starting from the packing area, to where he stores the arts and crafts supplies, to even his apartment, but there was no sign of him but there was a note laid on the desk.~

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Interrogation

~Frank, Wally, and Julie enter a roughhousing bar to find the one responsible for Wax Sally’s death.~

Wally: *He looks at a patron laying down* He must be resting. 

Frank: Alright, I’ll go interrogate Lumber Dan, you two blend in! 

Julie: On it! *She and Darling sit next to a patron* Hello fellow restaurant patron. *She playfully baps the patron’s arm* Bap!

Patron: *He growls*

Frank: *He heads over to Lumber Dan* “Lumber Dan, where were you last night?”

Lumber Dan: I was punching that clock!

Frank: You were working?

Lumber Dan: No! I was punching that clock! *Points to a bent clock outside*

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Headcannon time!

I think that whenever a new neighbor moves to Welcome Home, their house grows and morphs to fit the personality of said neighbor

YES!

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Headcannon that whenever a new neighbor moves into Home, the WHOLE neighborhood goes to meet them, then throws a party to celebrate their arrival

Oh absolutely!

Frank: *muttering to himself as he opens the front door* I am so relieved to be away from the big city, this small town should be nice, quiet and peacefu-

Everyone else: *fireworks go off, confetti rains down from the sky* WELCOME HOME!

Frank: *screams in terror*

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When Frank and Wally have been kidnapped:

Villain: *to Eddie* Oh, please. You wouldn’t harm a fly.

Eddie: You’re right. Because a fly is an innocent creature that never knowingly did anything to anybody.

Eddie: You, however, I would maim. 

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little hc of mine that the neighborhood is VERY protective of each other: like when Wally got picked on (he didn't know he was), let's just say the poor fool had to deal with an angry Barnaby, Poppy, Howdy and was mentally scarred after that...."chat" with them

Great minds think alike!

I agree that the Neighbourhood looks out for eachother; you mess with one of them you mess with them all.

I also imagine that the neighbourhood would be protective of Wally in particular because of his (seeming) obliviousness.

They must protect the eldritch cinnamon roll!