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[helps-the-writing-brain-go]

Flask

Inspired by @chaoticallyfluffy 's alcohol post❤️

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It's one of his foster dads that gives it to him.

The container is dented in places but perfectly serviceable. A burnished silver thing wrapped in a leather grip worn butter smooth from years of handling.

Billy remembers tracing over the half-faded etchings.

Flowers on vines and tiny birds and insects, all interspersed with what he swears are words in some form, but when he blinks, they always turn out to be an edge of a leaf or the rounded eye of a creature he hadn't noticed before.

It'd been empty when it'd been handed over to him (thankfully), but a rich, smoky scent still perfumes the air when he unscrews the cap, the faint echo of ice clinking in glass and rich amber liquid pours lingering in his mind.

It's, dare he say it, more high class than anything he's seen that particular foster father drinking in person, nor anything he'd smelt from the scattered cans and bottles littered in every room of that house.

Billy doesn't question any of it.

As expected, he gets removed from the place fairly quickly, and his aging, bored social worker is promptly replaced by a newer, more conscientious one.

A bit of a shame when the guy did in fact, keep him fed, clothed and housed with only minimal yelling, but Billy could deal. He always did.

He'd hid away the flask before they could take it from him, and that foster dad had winked at him with bloodshot eyes from behind his greasy curtain of hair as he'd been taken away, saying nothing at all.

Billy keeps it close as he transfers from home to home.

He keeps it when he goes on the run.

Just sniffing the open flask makes him dizzy, but it also lights a little fire in the pit of his stomach, warming his fingers and toes on especially cold nights.

Billy doesn't question any of it.

It helps.

When he gets his powers though, lighting coursing through his bedraggled form, scorching his clothes and the knapsack of what little belongings he has at his feet-

When he scrambles to check his bag, stuffing his too-big new body into an alleyway, clutching the worn cloth to his chest in an attempt to muffle the glow, his huge hand reaches in and unerringly pulls forth the flask.

Is it him or is it shinier than it was before?

Billy tilts it to look at it better in the light.

It sloshes.

Blinking, he uncaps it.

Warm amber liquid, glowing amber liquid with a fine sprinkling of stars through out greets him. It's as rich and smoky as ever, only now it doesn't near knock him off his feet.

No, the inexplicable contents of his favourite flask are strangely inviting.

Billy feels like giggling.

He feels the Patrons he'd now taken on press close, their presences unspooling behind his eyes. They are just as eager, just as curious.

Billy has only had them for a day, they are hardly familiar.

And yet he feels surprisingly generous in sharing this.

They latch onto his nervous system, heightening his senses as he brings the flask to his lips.

He takes a swig.

And suddenly they are flying.

[voregeoise]

@fastfur07 you've make me a lot of art recently, so I only figured that I should return the favor, so i drew fastfur! Happy holidays!

[doctor-desi]

A new character in the world of Krúos Tallo, Kollet! She was made by @meteorito618 and I think is quite an interesting character! So far she attacked our group, and now she is studying magic in Bjarga with Glacia! I think she’s really neat!

[marsipain]

Norwegian Mikus :)

Left is Miku as a russ and right is Miku in a bunad!

[hinamie]

in spite of everything, I had fun <3

[thirdtimed]

beautiful grianful world.. links to all the artists' profiles under the cut :D

linktoo-doodles

jellitchi

avo0930

alienssstufff

cherrifire

grianhate

luniise

tibbycaps

skimmeh

pippeinnit

i linked everyones tumblrs if they had one, otherwise it leads to twitter!

[kenneth-black]

there is something so tragically beautiful about repressed homosexuals in a confession booth 🙃🙃

[bonus-links]

HOMESICK, pt. 7

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PATREON

[ninyard]

exy fans + twitter (the trial: day one)

[skitastc]

Brownies❤

Ink!sans by Comyet

Palette Roller by angeutblogo

Paperjam by 7goodangel

Undertop!Gaster by stylincheetah

[medicalunprofessional]

sorry guys they finally showed me peak fiction . Its called “phantom of the paradise”

[myuuchii]

i keep noticing branch likes to step in front of poppy all defensive when he thinks there's incoming danger.

she acts cool but she's totally smitten everytime she thinks about it afterwards heh

[afeatherypileofjunk]

Pressure went public again recently. So have an old WIP of mine that I never really got the motivation to finish

!! REBLOGS APPRECIATED. THANK YOU !!

[dolotonglo]

so that popularity poll huh

[weirdmageddon]

some of the responses people give on this site (and on the wider internet in general) are frankly quite meanspirited which is why ive been hesitant to post more on here. i think we should be nicer to each other. im kind of tired of seeing casual bullying that we’ve seemingly decided is socially acceptable. it’s just not cool.

i’m gonna be real i fucking hate casual malice. i don’t like participating in it, it makes me feel icky. it makes me feel unsafe to be myself around anyone without hiding anything i’m self-conscious about (which is what i should be doing is conquering these social fears). it’s draining for me to be around.

it’s the last thing any of us need, for ourselves too. this is where meaningful authentic interactions is killed, and layers of irony erected to appear unaffected by anything that is poison for meaningful communication and connection thrives.

i will keep posting about this as long as it continues to bother me

[hinamie]

brighter days ahead