#yellowhug

「    ❝ What?! You're just putting the plates in the bin? ❞

❝ No...yeah! ❞ 」

@portraitsof multimuse ft Red Guy by Chuck!

@yellowhug asked:

❝  I make you a green friendship bracelet! ❞ 

           O h. Look at that. It's a gift! How thoughtful. But not his style! Look at it. The green. It clashes with everything he wears. And he wears specific colours to make himself look oh so B E A U T I F U L.

Reds.       Blues.             Yellows.                   Oranges.

           All lovely colours. All complimentary colours to H I M! But green? It's a... Nice colour. He does like green apples. Though, nothing will beat a nice shiny red apple. They are always the best.

           But oh dear. It's not nice to declare your dislike over a gift given by friends or family. (it's very rude you see) 

           "It's such a thoughtful and most special gift Doi!" He exclaims to his fellow puppet. Beady eyes and his ever present smile upon his face. "I'll have to keep it safe and wear it for the very very special occasions in the neighbourhood!!!" 

           And he's taking the offending looking bracelet and carefully puts it upon his his wrist. (what if he pulled too hard and it snapped?) Looking back at Doi, he lets out a jolly laugh. "Like now!" 

—–🏵️🏵️🏵️—–

As far as one could be led to believe, the day would be calm and normal for once. It was nearly evening and yet, nothing had occurred.

Until something did, inevitably.

A gurgling emanated from the stairs, followed by creaking. Some sort of something was ambling along, hungrily exploring the depths of the home.

It knocked into a table. Then some chairs.

Then, eye contact as he was spotted. Phil paused, slowly plopping down into a sitting position as he stared.

"...𝕌𝕣𝕣." He sounded, though not in an unfriendly manner.

Seeing Doi scabbed, bleeding, and crying, Perrito knew he couldn't just leave him there. So he approached him and sniffed him trying to see if he was okay. When Doi pet him, the dog was relieved that he was still alive. But how could something like this happen? What happened exactly? That was what Perrito wanted to know.

Claw like hands brush along the bark of the trees as Beast walks through the Forest. These were not his trees, not the Edlewood trees that he had been tending to. The trees here do not have the twisted faces upon their bark nor dripping with black liquid. No, these trees were healthy, one’s that had nothing to do with the Beast. 

Head slowly tilting towards the side as a quite hum leaves the haunting silhouette. Despite the trees looking healthy, they do look welcoming enough. One’s that are unfamiliar with the creature that often haunts areas filled with trees.  Though, due to this not being the one’s hes familiar with, wonder where the woods have lead him this time?

                    the last thing that she should have been doing was threatening someone that was three hundred percent bigger than her , but here she was , waving a small pin sword that would do very little damage to the one she was threatening in front of her! She didn’t know where she was , but she would make sure to defend her new found territory!! 

                                    “   s-stay back!  I’ll hurt you I swear!   “ says the rodent.