#liminal hospital

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Holy fuck Firealpaca's jpeg compression is really bad I need to stop doing it.

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[puppetmaster13u]

Meme Prompt 10

[menaislilac]

Basement

[bebs-art-gallery]

© Polar Lamb

[sleeppatrol]

No, sorry.

Can anyone help me?

source

[piratedllama-art]

Night Nurse

[done in procreate]

Total time taken: 52 hours

[marigoldhospital]

[memorylabs]

I shouldn’t be out. I should be in my room.

[generation-fucked-nostalgia]

The Waiting room...

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[nostalgiasoup]

[liminalmindcore]

[nanmo-wakaran]

old recording of hospital corridors

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 198

Now Bruce was not expecting to reincarnate upon his death. At least he thinks he died, he’s pretty sure he did. There wasn’t any other reason for him to be a well, literal baby. Around two he thinks, which fits well with the fact that it’s around that time that babies start forming memory recall, if he, well, remembered correctly. 

But while he knew about reincarnation thanks to Shayera and Carter, he’d never exactly given it much thought towards himself. Because seriously, what were the chances of such a thing as him being given another chance? 

So he was quite surprised at his situation, experimentally opening and closing pudgy hands that looked well, just a tiny bit off. He’d never been that pale before, he thinks, even back when he never went outside like, ever. 

He turned his gaze towards the mobile above him with a sort of idle curiosity- a mixture of bats (ha) and other trinkets he wasn’t familiar with. It also caused him to get his first good look at his parent, asleep on a rocking chair right next to the crib. 

Huh. They had the same pale skin he did, albeit in the light it looked like it was slightly tinted blue, and while their hair was white they didn’t exactly look old. They looked surprisingly well rested for raising a toddler too, unless they had a nanny or something similar… He rolled over, managing to very shakily push himself to his feet with the help of the crib. 

Why was standing so hard as a toddler? And why did he have his memories of everything except how he had died anyway? 

His head whipped up from where they were staring at his feet when he heard a snort, finding his parent awake and standing. Somehow silently enough that he hadn’t noticed- or he was that easily distracted by the unfamiliar giddiness bursting in his chest. 

“Morning little bat,” his parent easily picked him up and held him while he inwardly sighed at the nickname. Of course his bat motif would follow him into this life. A low rumbling almost caused him to jump, his body relaxing before he could fully register the sound. The… purring? 

Oh. 

He wasn’t human this time around. 

[cavities-in-reality]

[lakeville-lolita]

have you ever seen a portal?

abandoned medical examiner’s office

[stimming-puppet]

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