#tinyexplcrers

Henrik stares down at Waldo, conflicted with what to do. He cares for the man, certainly, and Henrik would do anything to help the man out if he needed it. But as much as he wants to throw him a bone, Henrik really can’t this time. He feels as if releasing Waldo now would do the clown a disservice.

“I cannot,” he says honestly. “You need help, Waldo.” He’s not equipped to handle anything related to therapy, but he can focus on the physical treatments. Clearing his throat, Henrik approaches the bed slowly, still trying to figure out how best to help without stressing Wiggles out even more. He pulls Waldo’s hand away from the buttons to get him to stop fidgeting. 

“Is there anything else Doctor Schneep could bring you?” He asks. His accent is thicker than normal, and it’s probably due to his own stress and worry. “Another blanket? Some wasser?” He offers a grin. “Anything to make your stay here more pleasant and easygoing. I know you are stressed.”

Chase liked Fuzz. Thought he was a nice person, or wherever he came from. Either way, Chase liked him and wanted to be around him. So seeing Fuzz in less than tip-top shape had him fairly concerned.

Even moreso since Fuzz was actually bending metal with his hands alone.

Reaching out, Chase let his hands hover somewhere around Fuzz, ready to catch him, ready to grab him should he fall over, but Chase was still positioning himself around the other and keeping himself physically close.

“You...you can’t see?” Chase was even more concerned; this wasn’t just some simple case of someone feeling dizzy, but if Fuzz was actually going blind, that indicated something far more serious happening. Unless...

I’m gonna tag a few people who I want to promote and talk about how awesome they are.This isn’t a follow forever, and I can’t tag everyone I interact with, as much as I want to. But!!!

(side note, I might do this weekly with different people! That way all of you get to see and check out many amazing and quality rp blogs!)

@bitterdeadguy 

Honestly Tins and I go back. We knew each other from different fandoms and it was me randomly mentioning my previous blog when we both realized we’d previously written together as different characters. But anyway, I love Tins with all my heart, he writes a super amazing oc here, completely detailed and anyway, Tins knows how to deliver angst and fluff, as well as A+ writing all around. Please check ‘em out!

@defectiveanarchy

tagline: I’m so gay for Jaunty. We literally talk every day for hours, and then we rp all sorts of messed up shit, on top of super fluffy shit and honestly Jaunty is an amazing writer and really knows how to pack on the lore on top of an already existing character. It’s so FREAKING amazing, and y’all should follow him anyway, because it’s a fresh take on Antisepticeye.

@tinyexplcrers

Okay but kickthepj egos. She does a fantastic job of making each ego different from each other, and seeing her on my dash is awesome. Not only can she freaking write, but she does it well, and I love how much she cares about her muses to the point where I feel like I’m right there inside her writing. Give her a follow and check her out, because PJ needs more love anyway, and this blog is A+.

@talariis

Marvin really didn’t like people touching his trinkets. So when Bandit was grasping at something fragile, Marvin tried to slap his hand away, with not much luck behind the action. The kleptomaniac was already dodging out of the way to get a better look, and Marvin was falling over his feet and onto the floor trying to grab at him. There was a loud crash as Marvin accidentally took some of his other things with him.

@tinyexplcrers​ said:          ❛ stay . i need you more than you think . ❜ ( pride [tinyexplcrers] / amour )

             The words stop her in her tracks. She’s shocked, confused, stunned. No one has ever needed her in her life and part of her can’t help but doubt it even now. Wondering if Pride is simply lying. If, perhaps, seeing how miserable she was, gave him his own high and boosted his ego. Amour thought the best of her siblings, despite their SINS, but she can’t help the worry, the voice in the back of her head. It was put there by so many people in her life and proved correct by twice as many.

            She wants to be angry. She wants to have the will to be as strong as Wrath. She wants to have the confidence to doubt him further and keep walking out, but... she doesn’t. She’s so small. She needs her family far more than she’ll ever admit. She needed people to look down on her and keep her in her place. So, despite her hesitance, she faces him once again, none of her thoughts expressed as she shows a hesitant smile.

          Henrik is hunched over his desk,  rapidly filling out paperwork with a near illegible scrawl.   Not that he’s in any hurry,  but it’d be nice to get work out of the way so he can focus on Waldo for awhile instead of letting the man sit there.

           After a few minutes,  Henrik gives up and pushes the folder away.  He’s tired of working for the moment, and his hands are beginning to ache.   “ I need to be hearing things from you, ”   he says,  getting straight to the point.   “ I would like to know how you are feeling,  if you are still drinking. ”   He shakes his hands,  trying to ease the cramps he’s feeling.