Sep 22, 2024
"Hey kid, wanna make a deal????"
@local-triangle
“Uh…wh-wha—what k-kind of—of d-deal..? Wh—who are y-you..?”
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"Hey kid, wanna make a deal????"
@local-triangle
“Uh…wh-wha—what k-kind of—of d-deal..? Wh—who are y-you..?”
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Nox!!!
Thanks to @pumpkster for giving me permission to emulate his art style!! This was a lot of fun and I love how it turned out!!
nox’s ask blog is @fallingthruthehourglass
🧸 - Alright, I'll bite.
- @stick-rick
“YAY!! h-here y’go!!”
“I-It’s K-Kirby!!!” :D
Knock, knock, knock...
A polite knock at the door of River's apartment.
The teenager sat up when he heard the knocking, pulling off his goggles as his brow furrowed. He hadn’t been expecting any company…maybe it was the neighbor?
He strode over to the door, unlocking it before opening it up.
“C-Could someone please enable the screen reader on my phone so I can actually use it? The—The last Morty I asked started playing Rick Astley and ran away laughing.”
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a knock can be heard from outside the guest room. Rick, despite being 6'6 felt so small, all of his tension gone because he must care for the younger. "Hey kiddo, you doing alright, have you gotten some sleep yet?"
Nox sat up at the knocking, messy hair sticking up in every direction. The mattress was soft, the blankets warm and cozy. But his sleep was fitful and restless as ever—it showed in his still-tired face, and the way his fingers anxiously clutched the fabric of the blankets. “…u-um, I-I tried t-to, b-but—but um..n-no…n-not…not r-really…”
His voice became very quiet at the end of his sentence, and he couldn’t look the Rick in the eyes. The man was going to all this trouble to try and help him, yet he still couldn’t sleep. It made him feel bad, like he was wasting time and resources, even though his problems with sleep weren’t really his fault.
The boy <3
Got that ice on my neck 😬 🧊