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@casey-hartley
Is there anyone you wanna kiss right now?
“...helluva question to kick this back off” Casey snorted, folding his arms and cocking his head. “Not anyone right now really, moreso probably like a bagel or somethin like that”
Thinking of snacks made Casey oddly quite hungry... maybe it was time to get something to eat.
“Good effing lord I forgot about this page. Sorry to anyone I left in the dark life got uhh... complicated.”
“Either way I’ll be paying more attention to this page so if anyone wants to do anything I’m here now.”
Hey Casey, did you ever find someone you might have feelings for?
sex+romance headcanons!
Send me a symbol. Please note that some answers may be NSFW.
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what i wanna hear more about is casey in this au! how'd he survive? how's he doing? how'd he get those scars? :0
Hehe, sure!
So… the Casey I have drawn in this AU is the same Casey I had made in a separate AU… In which he and Steve left town after Casey had survived his encounter with the cult. He had gotten a few piercings for himself, but he also got a pretty rad scar on his neck too (from his successful escape). In short… He escaped just by pulling one heck of a fight and booking it until he hopped on a train.
There’s a slight differences in this AU. Casey still escaped the cult, and hid over at Mariana Trench until he was able to head back to Possum Springs (like… a year or two after the mine had collapsed). He and Mae then got together, moved to Mariana Trench and then had baby Cassandra. So Technically Bea and Mae still see each other and catch up, as well as Casey and Scriggins too.
I think that’s about it? Thanks for stopping by~! ( >w<)b
CASEY!!! might repost this with some doodles of him and mae later but for now take this …. it was nice drawing a less appreciated nitw character and playing around with headcanons :3c
✨ twitter post + patreon + kofi ✨
casey-hartley:
The door then opened right as Casey began to zone out in thought, in slight hopes it was Gregg their eyes were instead met with the big man himself. Angus. Though he didn’t look mad, he looked surprised at first and his comment on Casey’s being in the confused tone showed no signs of anger. This was relieving to say the least on Casey’s countless paranoid thoughts.
Though the bear took notice to the cat’s physical state and spoke up in a shocked manner, he then quickly made way to the kitchen and Casey carefully stood up; struggling a bit to do so but they followed behind Angus into the kitchen as the bear offered them food. Maybe the sweets he commented about would be lighter on their stomach, as the sandwich was a bit heavy and not sitting well. But after not really saying anything during any of this; Casey finally decided to speak up.
“I uh… Was a bit nervous you m-might’ve gotten upset with me staying here.. Did Gregg not say anything?” They asked as they looked up at Angus, as he was a decent bit taller than them.
“Why would I be upset? I know we were never close, but you’re one of Gregg’s closest friends. It’s only fair that I give you the utmost respect.”
And food. The poor thing was skinny as a pole, and that just wouldn’t do. There wasn’t much point to living if you couldn’t enjoy a luxury like food. He’d fix that problem right up, with a delicious cake. He was already getting the ingredients prepared. Baking was his specialty. No one in all of Possum Springs could bake as well as he could. It would be a light, fluffy cake. Very sweet, with plenty of goodies on top.
The perfect thing to give someone some energy. Sweets were the best at giving energy, after all. It was good to have a slice of cake when you needed a pick me up.
The bear whisked quickly, he was quite good at this by now. There’s a smile on his face, as he always had fun preparing food of any kind.
“We haven’t talked since I left. I know text messaging still works here, but my mother prefers me to keep my phone off when I’m visiting her. I forgot to turn it back on, actually. I’m sure he’s messaged me in some way or another about it. Either way, I would have had no issues with you being here. What’s most important is getting you back to proper health. I know being skinny is popular these days, but when your bones are sticking out, there’s a problem.”
Into a pan, and then into the oven.
“Give it twenty minutes, and it’ll be ready. Something sweet is just what you need to give you a boost of energy.”
Casey kept quiet as Angus talked, the surprise stayed in their mind but it didn't really show in their expression. Though, now that Angus mentioned it - Casey saw how thin they really were. They could almost see the individual bones in their paw hands.
Looking up from their hands to see the bear close the oven and state how long it'll take for the cake to fully bake. "Thanks for this dude, it.. really does mean a lot." The cat gave a soft smile to the bear and held out their hand in a way of them offering a handshake to him. They did their best to stop their arm from quaking partially out of nervousness but mostly due to the weakness.
The thought of when Gregg got home itched at the back of their mind but when checking the time on the clock placed on the microwave it came out to show that it would be quite awhile. But this would be a good time to talk to Angus about what all has changed since they had been taken as just from a few small things Casey noticed around town - there had been quite a number of changes.
Dance party!
casey-hartley:
(a closed prompt with me and @cosmicursidae , this is the other end of a thread that I had with @yaboigreggorylee that told of one of the ways Casey could’ve returned home)
It’s been roughly two to three days since Casey had returned to Possum Springs from the pit in the mine a mile or so from the town. Having hid in the back of the new Snack Falcon then been picked up by Gregg; Casey had been staying with him in his apartment. Though Angus hadn’t been home for that weekend so Casey wasn’t entirely sure if Gregg had informed his boyfriend of their new “roommate” so, saying this briefly; Casey was a bit scared.
~~~
Not really having moved much since their arrival, Casey was planted on the couch while staring at a little lunch meat sandwich Gregg had given to them so the cat could actually get some nourishment due to their lack of any sort of food for a long period of time. They hadn’t even really touched it, their stomach hurt quite bad and Casey knew they had to eat but it was hard to keep down. Pulling off the dusty miner-cultist coat that the cat had scavenged off of one of the dead members within the collapsed cave; They carefully stood up and stepped into the kitchen, struggling a bit with each step.
They then took notice to a little mark on the calendar in the kitchen, today Angus is returning home from a “family trip”. A small bit of unease fell over Casey as they never actually asked Gregg if he had told Angus about their arrival yet, or even the fact that they were staying in his and Gregg’s apartment. “Oh shit..” the cat mumbled as they fumbled open the fridge and took out a small water bottle before returning to the couch. Now it was the nervousness that washed over Casey in the thought that Angus might end up kicking them out. This could be bad, but maybe not.
Family trips were never really any fun. Not with his mother. But he was driving home now.
Well. Driving to Bea’s home, to get her car back. Angus didn’t have his own car. He was thankful she let him borrow it for so long. He wasn’t feeling too great, but it would be okay. He knew he’d be home soon. Home to someone who loved him. Someone who wouldn’t berate him at every possible opportunity. It was going to be nice to come back to Gregg’s open arms, though he wasn’t sure if he’d be home this early in the day. Or maybe he’d be asleep, or something like that. Depended on if he missed work.
Up the elevator, and through the door. Into the living room, and he headed for the couch, only to be greeted by a visitor. A visitor he recognized.
“You’re alive?”
His eyes were wide, but only momentarily. Casey was scrawny. He must not have been eating very much. That wasn’t good. It was the first thing he noticed, and the first thing he worried about.
“Look how scrawny you are! We’ve got to get some food in you! What do you want to eat? I’ll make you anything.”
That was something he wouldn’t stand for. Someone going hungry. He’d never allow it on his watch. Some of his energy came from the shock of seeing Gregg’s old friend. He’d never really been friends with Casey himself, but he never had a problem with him. Just that they never really talked, just the two of them. They got along well enough when with Gregg.
“You just stay there. I’ll make you something sweet. Sweets give you energy!”
The door then opened right as Casey began to zone out in thought, in slight hopes it was Gregg their eyes were instead met with the big man himself. Angus. Though he didn't look mad, he looked surprised at first and his comment on Casey's being in the confused tone showed no signs of anger. This was relieving to say the least on Casey's countless paranoid thoughts.
Though the bear took notice to the cat's physical state and spoke up in a shocked manner, he then quickly made way to the kitchen and Casey carefully stood up; struggling a bit to do so but they followed behind Angus into the kitchen as the bear offered them food. Maybe the sweets he commented about would be lighter on their stomach, as the sandwich was a bit heavy and not sitting well. But after not really saying anything during any of this; Casey finally decided to speak up.
"I uh... Was a bit nervous you m-might've gotten upset with me staying here.. Did Gregg not say anything?" They asked as they looked up at Angus, as he was a decent bit taller than them.
(a closed prompt with me and @cosmicursidae , this is the other end of a thread that I had with @yaboigreggorylee that told of one of the ways Casey could’ve returned home)
It’s been roughly two to three days since Casey had returned to Possum Springs from the pit in the mine a mile or so from the town. Having hid in the back of the new Snack Falcon then been picked up by Gregg; Casey had been staying with him in his apartment. Though Angus hadn’t been home for that weekend so Casey wasn’t entirely sure if Gregg had informed his boyfriend of their new “roommate” so, saying this briefly; Casey was a bit scared.
~~~
Not really having moved much since their arrival, Casey was planted on the couch while staring at a little lunch meat sandwich Gregg had given to them so the cat could actually get some nourishment due to their lack of any sort of food for a long period of time. They hadn’t even really touched it, their stomach hurt quite bad and Casey knew they had to eat but it was hard to keep down. Pulling off the dusty miner-cultist coat that the cat had scavenged off of one of the dead members within the collapsed cave; They carefully stood up and stepped into the kitchen, struggling a bit with each step.
They then took notice to a little mark on the calendar in the kitchen, today Angus is returning home from a “family trip”. A small bit of unease fell over Casey as they never actually asked Gregg if he had told Angus about their arrival yet, or even the fact that they were staying in his and Gregg’s apartment. “Oh shit..” the cat mumbled as they fumbled open the fridge and took out a small water bottle before returning to the couch. Now it was the nervousness that washed over Casey in the thought that Angus might end up kicking them out. This could be bad, but maybe not.
What a beautiful color.
Evenly Roasted
"Whoever's phone this is it's putting me right to voicemail when I try to call my friends. Their numbers are in it but it's not my phone so I don't know who this busted up P.O.S might belong to. I managed to crawl out of that shithole without too much damage and made it to under some highway, I don't know if I'm out by home because everything looks different... If anyone sees this within like the next hour or so of me posting this; please come out by the highway, I can see a Donut Wolf not too far away. I can't feel my right leg and it's starting hurt like hell to walk on it, I'm camped out in a little red tent with a burnt out oil drum firepit outside of it.
It's a bit hard for me to breathe so if you do come out here please bring like a bottle of water or something along those lines."
Die Anywhere Else
Touch Starved Meme
My muse is touch starved, send one for your muse to-
❤️ - Hug my muse from behind 👏 - Ruffle my muse’s hair ✋️ - Hold my muse’s hand 💪 - Pick my muse up 👆- playfully poke my muse ✍️ - Write something on my muse 💋 - Kiss my muse on the cheek 😏 - Playfully headbutt my muse 😝 - Lick my muse 😙 - Cover my muse in multiple kisses 🖐 - Give my muse a backrub 💤 - Cuddle up to my muse 😶 - Quietly lean against my muse 👃- Boop my muse on the nose ✊️- Playfully punch my muse 🙌 - Playfully shove my muse 😖 - Bury their face in my muse’s chest
“I think Cap’n is takin’ Mae to Possum Jump tonight. I hope they have a good time and don’t get like, arrested even though it’s legal to be up there.”
"As long as Mae doesn't destroy any park property there I think they'll be good"
"Well, seems it's that time of year again. Happy Harfest slash Halloween everyone, glad I could actually be here and not in the bottom of a mine for this one."
