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ok for some reaso n i thought you sent one for toony but ??
my brain is making excuses to draw toony which im not complaining! here-

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@rinku-of-hyrule
ok for some reaso n i thought you sent one for toony but ??
my brain is making excuses to draw toony which im not complaining! here-
COMING BACK TO HAUNT YOU | @toonlink-suggestion
There was a strange threshold between wake and sleep that the creature Bellum could traverse. In those tired and unaware moments of living beings, the phantom slipped its way into their thoughts. It recognized the boy. Perhaps it was his very memory that brought the phantom back.
Regardless. It hadn’t the motives for vengeance---only its usual objective to devour the very life force from these lesser creatures.
The boy was safe from that. For now. As a creature that never made its way past the veil of sleep, it needed a vessel to enter the waking realm.
What started as a black mass quickly moving from the corner of his eye graduated to slithering tentacles that brushed against his legs. The beast was preparing to strike.
Time is... hiding out for a while. He may or may not have cheated Joker out of all his cheetos. And he may or may not have used Termina milk to do it.
Where was the boy hiding? He won't say. You'll never find him! Its Wind's room. But hey! He'll share the cheetos.
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🥪 our muses have a snack (@toonlink-suggestion)
"Here."
He leans against the wall of Link's room, and tosses a small ball of chocolate his way. He's munching away at his own chunk, but his attention was elsewhere.
"... You've got the system set up? And no one's coming..?"
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✵ (toonlink-suggestion)
Send ✵ and my muse will answer the following.
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Their first impression of your muse: “…Rinku da…? Chiisai desune…” (That’s Link? So small…)
Current impression: “N-Notto bad. Etou…I-I, I-I n-no t-talku much…”
Are they attracted to your muse?: “Iie.”
Something they find frightening about your muse: “S-So…powaafull…”
Something they find adorable about your muse: “Chiisai…”
Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?: “Hai. Will p=protect.”
Would my muse go on a date with yours? platonic/romantic: “D-Detou…t-to…t-to be friend…? M-Maybe…”
One word my muse would use to describe yours: “Genkina!”
Would my muse slap yours if they could?: “…n-notto now.”
Would my muse hug/kiss yours?: “No.”
@toonlink-suggestion / @androgynous-ponytail-hero reblogged for a starter.
“Give me your sword. I need it.
I swear, it’s important.” It’s not. He really just wants to swing it around. “Pretty please.”
good brother s support their weird fish furry brother
also
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Try again---
Mini took in a deep breath, but after his short-lived second of gusto he puffed out his cheeks and hid his face behind his hands. That’s how this ‘lesson’ has been going for the past half hour. At this rate, he was better off sticking to the sidelines when it came to singing festival songs. It’s nice to listen too.
He shrugged at his teacher, and brother, pressing his lips into a fine line which indicated there wasn’t any sound to come yet. No matter how comfortable he was to speak in small bursts on occasion, singing was an entirely different matter altogether. It’s fine if Toony wanted to quit; Mini was starting to believe it was just a huge waste of time.