#its freakin bats

[miss-moondust]

Pros: my mouth

Cons: my mouth

[420litbaby]

🖤🎃🧡🦇

[inyourheartofhearts]

🖤

[wretchedlittlething]

Just wanted one picture of my lingering cute spooky toe before I clean it off to repaint them all

[artsyalice137]

a little Wednesday cosplay because the show was amazing. bonus psycho smile at the end😈

[wraithsoutlaws]

KEEP LOOKING

[othmeralia]

Look! It's freakin' bats. I love Halloween.

Image from: A philosophical account of the works of nature (1721) by Richard Bradley

[candyheartedchy]

SANS @ YOUR SONA: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qpFBsNy1dQw

JDHGFJGHGFG IM WEEZING

[themuskrater]

IT'S DA FREAKING BAT

[hyenabrainedpup]

Im gonna feel so shit tomorrow at the zoo but im still fucking going bc uni is too damn expensive and the bat cave they have is fucking sixk

[realjem-art]

been thinkin about delilah bat form again recently so i FINALLY drew it. teehee

[yookimi]

@jikoku continued from here

if inumaki enjoys one thing , it ' s food he doesn ' t have to fix . it ' s a plus that it ' s yuta making cookies rather panda or maki trying to concoct some new recipe that inumaki gets roped into trying . no thanks . so yeah , he ' s relieved to see yuta instead , no, yuta is most definitely not his favorite .

there ' s an enthusiastic nod given , a wave of the hand to display how he ' s okay and able to help . golden optics floating over the various shapes and sizes of cookies , distantly he wonders how long yuta has been doing this -- but lets the thought slip . he ' s not the most artistically gifted , would rather dip fingers into fertilizer than paint . still ! he wouldn ' t miss this . family activities were still a foreign idea in his mind , although they still made the roundabout , circling around in his introspection , reminding him of the things he went without . it ' s only wounds left to heal , scarred . for the better bonds , his true family all live within close quarters . here .

a smile is offered with the stretch of his arm , just long enough to reach the purple and black food coloring to mix into icing that he ' ll use to TRY and design some bats . it doesn ' t go the favorable path , as he tries to decorate , the icing meant to go this way ends up going that way .

[estrellami-1]

Ten Minutes

Didn’t love this when I first wrote it. Left it in my drafts for a LONG freakin’ time. Found it again and no longer care, so here yall go; have fun! Probably not a part 2 to this one.

Steve takes a breath, then another, as he waits for the line to connect. He grits his teeth, feeling eyes on him. He does his best to ignore them.

“Munson residence, if you’re calling about the murders I’ve been absolved of, try going to hell instead.”

“I need you to pick me up.”

A pause. “Stevie?”

Steve takes another breath. Tries to unclench his jaw. “Please.”

“Yeah, of course, I’ll be right there- what-”

“My parents are in town.”

Another pause. “I’ll be there in ten. Try not to kill them.”

Steve laughs humorlessly. “Just hurry.”

“Ten minutes,” Eddie says, and hangs up.

Steve sighs, places the phone in its socket, and turns back to face his parents.

His mother is narrowing her eyes at him. “Who was that?”

“A friend,” he says lightly.

“Who, that Hagan boy?” His father scoffs.

“No. Not Tommy. I haven’t spoken to him in years.”

“Oh, Steve,” his mother tuts. “Always so dramatic. We’ve not even been gone a year-”

Steve laughs. It sounds hollow. “Try four years,” he informs her. “And three concussions. Did you hear about the mall two years ago? Or the boy who went missing four years ago?” He shakes his head when his mother looks at him blankly. “That’s what I thought.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” his father snaps. “And don’t you dare speak to your mother in that tone again, Steven. You’re still a child and I won’t hesitate to reprimand you as such.”

“I’m twenty,” Steve says evenly. “I’ll be twenty-one in five months.” He crosses his arms. “The last time you saw me, I was a freshman in high school. I’ve graduated. I found jobs. Lost some friends and made some better ones.”

“And what of that girl you were dancing around?” His mother asks. “Karen’s daughter?”

“We’re friends,” he says shortly, then moves through the kitchen, to the stairs. “Excuse me.”

“No,” his father says. “You’re not excused. Where do you think you’re going?”

Steve turns, one hand on the bannister, to look at the man who had terrified him the last time he’d seen him. It’s funny what interdimensional threats will do. “To pack a bag. I’m not going to stay here while you are.”

“And if I were to say we’re staying for good?”

Steve laughs. “Dad, you’ve said that before. Multiple times, actually. Those words mean nothing to me anymore.”

“And where are you planning on staying?” His mother asks. “Honestly, Steven, I thought we raised you to make better decisions than this.”

“Oh, I see. So it was raising me when I woke up at nine years old to discover you’d left and I’d have to find my own way to school. Then a week later when I had to ride my bike to the store to buy groceries. At eleven, when I looked the school counselor in the eye and said you’d be back soon. I had to go to my own parent-teacher conferences. At fifteen, trying to figure out high school classes. At seventeen when I got my first concussion. At eighteen when I signed my first legally-binding NDA. You hadn’t abandoned me. You were raising me.” He sighs, shakes his head. “Forgive me if I don’t believe you.”

He makes his way up to his room and packs as much as he can. Clothes. Vinyls. The box of cash under the loose floorboard. Then into the bathroom. Toothbrush, deodorant, even his shampoo. Doubles back into his room to grab a bracelet off his nightstand; one El made him.

He looks around, grabs the nail bat, and makes his way downstairs. His mother gasps when she sees him. “What on earth is that?”

He looks at the bat. Adjusts his grip, twirls it around. “An NDA.”

The doorbell rings. Steve grabs his bags and moves towards it. “If you walk out that door, you’ll never walk back in.”

“Fine by me,” Steve says. He grabs his keys, tosses the house key at his father, and pockets the rest.

He opens the door and grins at Eddie, who’s looking at him worriedly. “Hey, Eds. Ready to go?”

Eddie blinks. “Um. Sure? Are you okay?”

“Sure,” Steve shrugs. “I’m getting kicked out. If you don’t want to take me I’ll just go bug Robin. It’ll only be for a little while, though, just until I find a better job and an apartment or something.”

“Like hell Wayne’s gonna miss this chance,” Eddie grins. “You know you’re his favorite.”

Steve smiles back, tosses his things into the back of Eddie’s van. “I hoped you were gonna say that.”

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[shoezuki]

I dunno why but I feel like Gepard can handle liquor. Like Sampo has the gift of bein smart knowin his limits and what to drink and when, so he gives off the vibe of being able to handle a lot but he's not that heavyweight. He's jus big brain conman XD. Get enough in him n he'll go down like the rest.

But Geppie. Man's sippin vodka from the bottle and not even slurrin his words. When he was a trainee the older guards decided to prank him with a glass of absinthe n called it a weak alcohol only for him to get halfway and not even bat an eye, only stopped cuz it tasted like ass. Dude takes the path of preservation seriously. Even his liver is beyond destruction XD.

Which is why I find two situations very freakin funny, which I'd love your opinion on:

1) Sampo starts up a drinking competition with him. It's on one of his guardian mandated holidays, so Gepard doesn't have to be responsible, and Dove 3 in 1 won't leave him alone anyway, so he agrees. Partway thru Sampo realises he's losin but Gep insists on gettin the drinks so he can't even cheat his way to victory. Cue Gep having to drag a very drunk, incredibly flirty Sampo back to Natasha but he keeps running off. Even being drunk doesn't stop him from havin smoke bombs up the wazoo.

2) Sampo manages to cheat, scheme, girlboss his way to victory. He comes out on top but now has the problem of an incredibly drunk, dangerously curious Silvermane Captain who won't stop flooding him with the oddest of questions. "Why are your eyes so green? Is your hair natural? What happened to the rest of your shirt? Do you really enjoy crime or is it jus something you fell into?" Whi- okay that one was oddly specific and he doesn't have the capacity, as tispy as he is, to answer.

He really needs to get him back home, before he asks the wrong person the wrong question, but isn't cognitive enough to face being questioned by Bronya and would sooner die than face Serval. So he opts into takin him to one of his more obvious hideouts which poses 10 million problems in and of itself when he keeps freakin touching everything!

ANON YOURE RIGHT YOURE A FUCKING. GENIUS. I been thinkin bout this A LOT ACTUALLY prob cuz for some reason fandom seems to lean towards gepard bein a horrific lightweight (i mean i know Why the lightweight trope is very much seen as 'cute' and childlike n whatever but i digress). But tbhtbhtbh i agree w u 100% like.

Gepard is a Tank of a Man. Homie can handle anything. Mfer the living embodiment of preservation like dude could be like 'serval this drink sucks' and hes gulping down perfume, unaffected. Dudes prob ate weird shit out on the front lines n questionable rations. The stuff in his fridge is expired n hes jus shrugging and eating it anyways.

I think w sampo its like. He SEEMS like he can handle his liquor. And hes not bad w it. But hes an Actor. Mfer could be plastered and you wouldnt know. Dude could convince a breathalyzer that hes only a Little Tipsy. But theres a threshold for him where he jus Caves at some points. Like u said tho man is Always competent w bombs. Like drunken boxing but w daggers dude could be blown over by a gentle breeze but still kicks ass.

I imagine that gepard doesnt Usually drink in that he jus. Doesnt care much. But absolutely his drink of choice is the hard shit. He jus has whiskey w ice or vodka w tonic water like a freak. Maybe a white russian if hes feelin zesty. When his guards convince him to go to the bar n challenge him to take shots he shrugs n jus packs them back no big deal.

But oh my god like. The 2nd scenario. I imagine it in order like first sampo realizing gepard has an Inhuman tolerance n making it his missiom to get the good ol captain fucked up. N it takes a while but like. Gepard jus gets more... blunt. But in a strange soft questioning way where he asks the things he wonders bout but never says aloud. The kinda soul reads like 'sampo youre a criminal not because you need to be but because you enjoy the thrill and attention right?' N sampo is just like holy fuck. But its like his inhibitions are gone and hes so Curious about everything and everything. He hangs onto sampos every word n it drives sampo crazy

[maxuwunoon]

its freakin bats... I love Halloween

[twistedwonderlandshenanigans]

TWST Characters And Unconventional Pets I Think They Would Have

Heartslaybul

Riddle - Hedgehogs, obviously Trey - African Grey Parrot Cater - Fennec Fox Deuce -Chicken :D Ace - Tarantula (bc if he forgets to feed it its ok for like 3 - 12 months)

Savannaclaw

Leona - Needs an actual ESA, please Help Him Iguana (they Also Sleep So Much) Ruggie - Raven -it can steal shit, he can train it to speak, and he can make people pay him to teach it certain things Jack - Potbellied Pig PLEASE

Octavinelle

Azul - again, needs an actual ESA, Help Him Blue and Gold Macaw Jade - Sugar glider Floyd - An emu those things are assholes, and a tortoise that Jade rehomed behind his back bc he thought it was the same thing as a turtle

Scarabia

Jamil - (Great Horned) Owl would have been a snake but when they're young they eat stuff like mealworms and whatnot and Jamil DOES not vibe. Kalim - Absolutely Not (I want to let him raise cockroaches simply to be a nuisance to Jamil)

Pomefiore

Vil - He has chinchillas idk how many anywhere from 2-6 Rook - banned Epel - BEEEG FUCKING SNAKE (probably a Burmese Python or something)

Ignihyde

Idia - Possum Ortho - A capybara for the baby :D

Diasomnia

Malleus - an ant farm (something something a reminder of the constant cycle of life etc. etc. its kinda depressing) Lilia- fuckin bats Silver - A llama/vicuna/alpaca (he can shear it and get the comfiest freakin sweaters, and its a good nap buddy and it will spit at Sebek Sebek - Squirrel :) Others

Neige - Pigeon Che'nya - If he could, he would have a fucking condor, but I think he has a bunch of Atlas moths Cheka - Leopard gecko bc he wants something like Leona's