#lizardlover67

They could throw him around like a basketball-

YOUR ASK IS PERFECTLY TIMED THANK YOU. BEHOLD THE DUMBEST SHIT IV’E EVER ANIMATED:

Yeah I got some (But only of Connor because Ty isn’t on the server n I’ve been thinking about Connor AH-) (also Im assuming this is before they find out Tommy is Schlatt’s son, which for Connor even if everyone else was ‘’’’told’’’ he doesn’t know because he just joined n isn’t in the loop about shit)

Connor

Definitely found himself drawn to Tommy in a way, which lead him to build his house close to em in the first place. Not sure how he felt that way, since at first he found him annoying(endearingly annoying) but still that same feeling, a feeling he hadn’t felt in a long time keeps nagging at him. Parental instinct? hm-

Very much lets Tommy bully him into anything, even though he would give a hard time about it with everyone else. He’s not sure if he’s developing a soft spot for him or if his subconscious already finds this normal (pre-explosion he let Tommy do whatever)

Does a lot of hair ruffling, accidentally calls Tommy “Thomas” (which gets him really panicked because, thinking of the Tommy from the past is a painful memory alongside already losing Schlatt) n does invite him to hang out constantly

A lot more involved with hanging w/Tommy than in the regular storyline let me say that

(Just wanted to add, your writing is Improving a lot, and I'm honestly proud to be one of your followers. Keep doing what makes you happy. ^°.°^

Aww, thank you! :D I’ll see what I can do here.

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Ghost, as the little bug she’d met was apparently called, did seem to take a shining to Cloth’s carving efforts. For the most part, they watched, or turned her pieces over and over with care and awe. She’d handed them some wood and her knife at one point, but all they’d done was make a few uncertain scratches and hand it back.

She was happy enough to sit with them and carve while they watched, though. They made for a good audience, quiet and unobtrusive. Their sibling, Hollow, did too, but the big Vessel was much shier.

Sometimes, Tiso lurked around the area. He made a show of not being interested in sitting quietly to watch her carve the last couple times she offered, but he sure did keep glancing at them while she worked.

Today, though, he sat closer, cleaning some prototype weapon. He didn’t sit across from or beside them, no, he sat to the side, but Cloth could tell his eyes weren’t on the tangle of machinery in his hands.

She nudged Ghost, forcing down a giggle at the way they wiggled, surprised out of whatever meditative daze they’d found. “Do you see the way he’s watching you?” she whispered.

They looked to Tiso, then to her.

She nudged them again. “It’s like he’d take a nail strike for you.”

Slowly their head turned. They and Tiso stared at each other, one being much more obvious about it than the other.

Then, all of a sudden, they tugged on Cloth’s arm, then her cloak, with a surprising amount of strength and a definite desperation.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

They waved at Tiso and tugged harder.

She laughed, wrapping her arm around them for a side hug. “It’s all right! He’s not going to get hurt! He’s your friend!”

Their movement slowed. Their head dipped.

Send me a whump prompt and I will write a ficlet

“How did that happen?”, the Pale King asked as he saw the state of Hollow’s hand. Void trickling down and a big thorn jammed into it. “Oh wait, tell me later, you probably can’t sign like that...”

Hollow nodded and put their gaze on the ground. However they got hurt, the thorn needed to get out. 

“I need to get the thorn out.”, the Pale King said. “This is gonna hurt. I would like to give you something to bite into, but...” Without a mouth, where should Hollow bite into? And if they used their shape shifting, there was a good chance that they lashed out instead. 

“Wait, I know.” the Pale King said, as he prepared Hollow’s hand to pull the thorn. “Focus. Focus completely on your soul, as if you would summon it forth to heal you. It won’t be able to heal your void body, but it will help you with the pain.”

Hollow nodded and the Pale King gave them a smile. “Good. I count to three and at three I will pull, understood?”

Hollow nodded again and the Pale King could see how they started to focus.

“One... two... three!”, the Pale King yanked the thorn out and he just knew that Hollow would have screamed would they have a voice, their whole body shook and shivered and it was clear they were in pain.