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@cuddlethesillys
I fed you fullmetal alchimist fans because of my sister
Maxwell comforting himself.
the poor boy
when worlds collide
Imagining what it was like if Wilson got to see Wes after saving him, just for a moment before he disappears
FOAMING AT THE MOUTH OVER THIS ART- YOU DRAW WES SO WELLLLL
I was bored… again.
this is lovely
Happy 18th Anniversary
I love you, Batter
When Zacharie and Dedan won't give up on their love for The Batter but Batter is to loyal to his murderous Elsen lover....him and Tidy purify the world together!
hehe cuties
(Tidy belongs to @cuddlethesillys)
I love these images
did you know that i like werewolves? (dont even get me started)
anyway this is 'nightmare werehound wilson', everyone say hi
pupper
Your boutta fold Dedan like LAUNDRY-
Honestly, if you have that much patience to grind The Batter to LV 30, in THE SMOKE MINES, then you have my eternal respect.
I am the bringer of chaos and the level 30 batter I shall become known in this fandom by some means, at least I hope- I love this game to death and while I am new to it, it has helped me more then ever :3c
the fat fuck is free
What might the elsen in zone one think of a batter who's been in the smoke mines for 12 hours doing nothing besides kill specters until they level up to level 30?- as well- I just did that, couldn't help but wonder how much more Elsen would fear batter if he was red instead of white due to specters bleeding for some reason ._.
purity at last
beng
Beng?
I'm making videos on level 30 batter killing the Bosses in OFF, here's the first one
@cuddlethesillys i liked your comment about lvl maxxing batter in the mines. not sure that's what you meant but the image just popped up in my head
when- when you- when- when you- I HAVE BEEN IN THESE MINES FOR 12 AND A HALF HOURS
I'M FREE- I'M FINALLY FREE OF THE SMOKE MINES- UNCANNY VALLEY AND GORE WARNING BELOW | | | | | | | | | | | | | | V
the loop was kill fat specters, sell meat to Zacharie, save- continue loop . . . FOR 12 AND A HALF HOURS IN THE SMOKE MINES so I ended up drawing what I believe my poor batter looks like by the end of it- I'm a huge fan of uncanny valley and gore so I went a little over drive with this- (don't mind the warm up doodles in the background) I also drew Zacharie sense I sold him far, FAR to much meat for 12 + hours without end, I'm a stubborn idiot and I know it- in my other save files I thought I was bad, this was nothing- I've got 43.9 hours on steam of this game
also rip Alpha, you're also soaked crimson red </3
a different day
TRIGGER WARNING, THIS CONTAINS ATTEMPTED SUICIDE BY THE READER'S POV/'YOU' IN THE STORY, IF THAT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE GO READ SOMETHING ELSE --- --- --- --- --- the air was cold, chilling cold- it stung your skin and blew into your face
tears now dry, you stared down blankly off the roof's top- the two story house wasn't the smartest of things to live in for your case, at least not today- and wouldn't be for any day to come
take in a breath, you let your foot slowly move forwards- moving from the roof tile to the open air
and you let it slip down
. . .
just for it to connect with a goofy face underneath, not even half a foot down off the roof tiles
" Heyya bugs! "
Beetlejuice spoke up with a wild smile, he'd always come in at the most odd times- in the most awkward of ways
soon taking your foot back, you looked down with pity- staring past him, the goofball of a ghost turned his head down, confused on his face until he screamed like a little girl- jumping up and clinging to your back, he was weightless- but the action by any normal person would have knocked you over far before the ending point
" WHOA- Bugs you got some guts being up here!, I've fallen a few times and it ain't sweet even for me! "
a nervous chuckle left his throat while he stood like a normal man, feet on the tiles- eyes glued to the edge, his hand mindlessly going for yours- only to feel your finger tips pull away, moving his own eyes up to your face
" Bugs, you alright? "
Beetlejuice's head titled- seeing the red of your eyes and cheeks, once a mess of sobs now drown into some much worse in a small quietness, one that put Beetlejuice's heart into his stomach
" Heyyyy- how 'bout we hit up that ice cream joint, eh? "
he gave a light little elbow to your side, gaining no reaction- his panic rose up in his throat, keeping it swallowed behind humour
" com' on now- you can't leave a guy hangin'? "
he waved his hands, leaning over your shoulder- only to see the turn of your head, his forced grin turned to a frown- eyes wider while your foot crept forwards, turning away from him, the end of your shoe over the edge of the roof
" babe- bugbakes lets go down another way, kay?- I ain't to much of a fan of heights "
he rubbed his neck, trying to keep the beads of sweat off his forehead, trying to play it cool- however your foot moving forwards made something snap, the fear over boiling in a way the ghost didn't know how to handle
so instead he grabbed you, grabbed your arm and dug his feet into the tiles- all your weight hung off the edge, but he didn't care- instead, sharply pulling you towards him- snatching you up into his arms, he cursed out- worry in his tone mixed with some amount of anger, maybe? or just fear growing restless
" Heyheyhey!- alrigh', ain't none of that! "
he hissed, you were caught under your own arms, his had a death grip, which was funny coming from a already dead man- the open air soon melting away into the known space of your bedroom, the often more normal meeting point between you two
even then, both of your feet on the ground- he didn't let you go
instead, he started to drag you, getting to the corner and sitting himself down, you stuck on his lap- Beetlejuice's arms still under yours, his head pressing into the back of your head, eyes just peaking over the top- you could feel him breathing down the back of your neck, enough to send a shiver down your spine
So, you tried to stand, to free yourself- but his hold felt stronger then steal, you couldn't even wiggle out from under his arms, or step over- he kept you down, kept you on his lap, sucking in a deep breath- You hoped to speak
" BJ? "
Only to get a short, snap of an answer from Beetlejuice
" No "
is all he let out, he was trying to think- was it him? What caused this? Parents? Bad friends? Other relatives? or others he didn't know about at this moment- some fool in power or man who lost their mind, an ex? Or the world itself, he wasn't too much of a thinker- but he got to it now
Lydia was drawn to the noise, tapping on the door before giving it a minute, slowly poking her head in, looking worried
" Bj? "
Beetlejuice only shook his head to her
" Sorry toots, not now "
Lydia put her hands on her hips, titling her head
" I heard screaming from the roof, were you trying to sca- "
She was cut off by Beetlejuice giving another snap of an answer
" Not now, I'm busy "
He grumbled on, taking Lydia by surprise- the playful man had a stern look in his face, she patted over to him and took a seat on the ground
And she saw how red your eyes were, frowning to herself before reaching over and taking your hand into hers
" Gave him a scare, didn't you? "
Lydia sounded more sweet then Beetlejuice at the moment, you returning a small nod
" I did that, once, a while back "
Her tone softened a lot, kept that while she continued
" Don't think he knows what to do, can't blame him "
She shrugged, hand still holding yours
" But, he made his point, good luck leaving him any time soon- you aren't alone, he'll make that apparent "
Beetlejuice rolled his eyes, coming back off with another hiss
" I'm dead not deaf "
" I know, I know "
Lydia laughed in turn, a small chuckle- soon finding her eyes on you again, to that she raised up her hand, cupping both hands to your one
" Look, my point is- we're here for you, no matter the issue- I think Beetlejuice just doesn't want anyone else in his home world today "
Lydia got a grumble out of Beetlejuice and a sniffle from you, your eyes already beginning to tear up
Lydia took her moment to get crammed in, now caught in Beetlejuices arms like you were, swished together, she wrapped her arms around you, taking not a minute more to do this
How long were you caught in that double hug?
Hours, minutes, moments?
Whatever the case, you'd still wake up tomorrow
Hearing hushed voices left and right, rememberable ones
Barbara Maitland and Adam Maitland, chattering in front of you
You and Lydia was still on the ground, both had your heads to Beetlejuices chest, he was snoring- noticeably at that
Even in his sleep, his hands were still gripping yours and Lydia's clothing, none of you were going anywhere, not without him
The chattering shortly stopped with Beetlejuice spitting out half asleep words at the two chattering in front of him
" Oi, love doves- cut t'at out, we're sleepin' here "
To which the married couple shortly left, not wanting to annoy the ghost anymore than he already sounded, he only wanted peace- namely for You
Watching them leave, he shifted his head- planting his head to your hair, shortly letting his eyes fall shut with a grumble to follow
" I ain't leavin' yah, no chance "
He hissed it, mixing into the sleep that trailed into his voice, he hadn't let his guard down the whole night, you think you'd cried yourself before that point, he just sat there like a rock- not letting you or Lydia leave
It was honestly impressive he had this much focus on one thing, tho the bitterness in his voice was laced with worry, so said Lydia- this was Beetlejuice's best means of comfort
A way he thought he was proving he cared, he hated heights, feared them more then sandworms- For this very reason, he doesn't want anyone to fall
Not you, not Lydia- no one he cares about
Even if that means sitting on his butt, on the floor for hours- he'd rather be bored out of his mind then that, any day- so that's just what he's doing
Keeping his mouth shut for your sake, just- letting words spill from your lips like tears did from your eyes last night, and he didn't move
Didn't draw back in discussed, annoyance or hate
He just held you
Just swore under his breath he'd change what was causing this, even if it meant changing his suit- he'd do it, without another thought
It wouldn't take him long to fall back asleep, trusting the sun would keep you from harms way, if not- the fist full of your shirt would, arm under your arm and his fist balled on your chest, just above your heart
Even then he made sure no skin was caught in his grip, one he wouldn't let go
Nope, you were truly stuck
Stuck with him
Not the worst thing even, you'll take it- gladly
He really does care, don't forget that
Something always does
And it'll miss you till the sun blows out, and lifetimes after that
Have a good sleep, or day- dear reader, I hope to see you in the morning light of tomorrow
[ End ]
Dirty homeless vampire
He has rabies
Next step he will be dewormed
Hate him
I love him