#blind bab

[asktheblindtexan]

Do you have tik tok

What’s tik tok???

[ru-rhythmn]

What if King Dice Was Blind? Okay, let me say this. Based from a long writing that I did (it was like a mafia thing for Cuphead, something happened to Dice in which he was shot through the head, causing it to break apart) and someone and started a roleplay with me around it. He survived as a doctor pieced his head back together, and I was just like "Wouldn't his vision be a bit impaired by it?" From that, I have him glasses (this explains the drawing I did of him wearing glasses) but then I wondered "What would happen if he was actually blind??" and that's how the drawing came together. It took a really long time to finish that, like, 3 days in total. Ehk. Anyways, I don't think I'd actually make this into some sort of AU, though it seems like it would be reasonable to do it, but nah. I'm not gonna do that (I've made too many AUs of shows and games before, I don't think I should do it anymore though- ehkk)

[missed-you-dark]

Dark was depressed. He'd been staying away from Wilford recently, giving Host a lot of affection whenever he could. He was starting to get sad. He hoped Host didn't notice it was because he missed Wilford.

Host did notice. Of course he did, because he just knew that Dark was depressed. It irritated him.

“Darling.”, he said, gently tugging at Dark’s wrist. “Would you stop hiding your feelings from me? I never forbade you to go to... Wilford. I just want to know you love me, and won’t leave me for him.”.

[missed-you-dark]

Host leave Dark alooooone. Wilford would love him better that's what I ship

“I do whatever I please.”, Host grinned. He wouldn’t just leave his pet, now that he had him back.

[missed-you-dark]

"Please just stop! I’ll do whatever you want me to. Anything but this." //I'm thinking consensual non-consent, if that's ok. - @ask-sub-bim

@ask-sub-bim

“Should’ve thought about that before, huh?”, the Author was pressing Bim against a wall, face against it as he had his hand on the back of Bim’s head.Host was at Bim’s side, kind of, as he was getting rid of Bim’s pants, and Author’s too while he was at it. 

[missed-you-dark]

*hugs him softly* Work as boring as it seems? ~A

The Host frowned lightly at the hug, biting his lip before accepting it, shifting in his chair to hug her back lightly.

“I don’t really work.”.

[missed-you-dark]

Oh. Well, what sorts of things do you do all day? ~A

“Mostly my radio show.”, Host replied and shrugged lightly, after he gently pried her off of him.“Sometimes reading.”.

[missed-you-dark]

Hello, Host! How are you today? ~A

“The writer realized they had forgotten something as the Host was addressed again. He still was an unfinished character. The Host huffed at the writer’s carelessness, shaking his head.”

“The Host let his friend walk to his desk, where he was sitting. He greeted them with a smile, seeing how they were friends.”.

“I’m alright.”, he answered the question then.