#oc: olive henry

[hazza2404]

Day 21 - Lunchtime

Featuring @lilegite characters Kip and Henry

[peteytheparrot]

Doodled a comic 👍 Firefly Foundations backstory stuff yiipppee!!

[smallsimmer]

The Richardson's

[uselessalexis165]

tried making some ttte memes (348)

[jessythebunny]

🚂~the main 12 steam team and their refs/headcanons~🚂:

💙°•Thomas•°🎀

💙°•Edward•°📘

💚°•Henry•°🌳

💙°•Gordon•°⚡

❤°•James•°🌹

💚°•Percy•°💌

🤎°•Toby•°☕

💚°•Montague/Duck•°🦆

🖤°•Donald and Douglas•°🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

💚°•Oliver and Toad•°🩶

💚°•Emily•°💐

[loafthecat]

CAT-well!!!!

This was fun to draw <333

Or it WOULD have been if my internet didn’t keep kicking me off the whiteboard >:(

Still enjoyed this tho-!

Ps. Other original drawing on the right is by the mysterious whiteboard person! Sadly they don’t have a @ so I can’t credit them- but y’all whiteboard users know who I mean!

Also this was done on @kursed-curtain ‘s whiteboard!)))))))

Edit: Bonus doodle!!!:

[populousgraph]

And a third rancher joins the party!

Oliver Catwell belongs to @loafthecat

This one was actually really fun to draw since I had more stuff to go off of.

I can see Ollie hanging out in the Indigo Quarry and sharing bagels with all the slimes that live there. He probably hangs out in the caves more since most of that biome is cliffs with water down below-

Maybe his new slime friend can help him overcome his fear of water...

[lovelygirlnicole15]

THSC Toppat Clan with Chaos The Show Au

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The HUGE lie 6/????

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Danny Felizima belongs to @capturecharlesau

Accordion belongs to @bluetorchsky

Jay Benson belongs to @jaytoons7

Pollo Miller belongs to @00lari00

[conundrum-cat]

Heyyy guys! Sorry I haven't posted in a while (again...) here's some art o' mine :]

[jaytoons7]

I've been experimenting with my own stick creatures. Here's some pics with notes:

All I have so far is that they're mega evolved versions of certain rodents (Notably mice and bats).

Bonus:

Used it as an excuse to draw some of my pal's OCs

Accordion and Violin belong to @bluetorchsky

Ashley Jang belongs to @mai-mai-lim

Brutus Dan Gerbreaker belongs to @smoresthehalloweenqueen

Cameron Calvin/Copperbottom belongs to @rarestdoge

Amelia Copperbottom belongs to @androidcharles

Danny Felizima belongs to @capturecharlesau

[yunaisky]

"No"

Accordion: I just have one rule here, no kissing the mailman.

Frederick: I don't think that's gonna be a problem.

Accordion: You haven't seen him, but don't say that yet.

Andy: Package for Mr.Accordion ^v^📦

Frederick: Wow...

a few minutes later:

Frederick: Come~ give me some kiss dutch boy~♡

Andy: N-not now Fred i need to continue my delivered package, kiss is later okay?

Frederick: Aww~ come on♡

Accordion: ...

Accordion belong to @bluetorchsky

[tttewolves]

How Faylen Reacts To Her Wolf Family When They Make Puppy Eyes.

Thomas: Sighs but gives him a head rub.

Edward: Comforts her adoptive dad.

Henry: Same as Edward but give him LOTS of hugs.

Gordon: Laughs and admits he’s cute.

James: Takes time to fall for his ‘innocence’ and the boop his nose.

Percy: Gives him a big cuddle!

Toby: Pats him.

Duck: Teases his cuteness.

Donald and Douglas: Has a hard time telling the difference because they behave at the same time.

Oliver: Gives him a gentle pat.

Emily: Smiles.

Nia: Can’t help but feel bad when she makes puppy eyes.

Rebecca: HUG TIME!

Rosie: Teases her with a head and belly rub.

Ryan: Cheers him up with kindness.

Molly: Gives her a small cuddle.

Mavis: Plays rough with her.

Glen: Giggles and hugs them.

Kirra: Gives her a treat.

[lordvonbunnyv]

List of things everyone has gotten for Christmas

Thomas: a neck tie and work boots from his aunts

Edward: a picture of his sister, Alice, and a box of assorted licorice from Bill and Ben

Henry: sweaters for his Guinea pigs

Gordon: a pen from the airport that spencer flew out for his trip to Spain.

James: cologne and a sham-wow (gag gift)

Percy: a scarf

Toby: a bird feeder

Duck: a pair of duck slippers (gag gift)

Donald: a sweater

Douglas: a sweater

Emily: a book on Jack the Ripper

Bill: a pair of thermal socks and a box of chocolates (from Edward)

Ben: a thermos and a pair of insulated mittens (from Edward)

Diesel: a framed picture of Thomas (gag gift)

BoCo: a scratch ticket and some coffee beans

Oliver: a hat and a mitten, a new pair boots

Toad: a blanket and a bow tie

Skarloey: a heating blanket because old man

Rheneas: a bathrobe

Sir Handel: a “get out of work free” card (gag gift)

Peter Sam: watercolor supplies

Duncan: a Led Zeppelin album

Rusty: new work boots and overalls

Spencer: caviar and a silk shirt

Flying Scotsman: fancy bourbon

Casey: a bad case of a stomach virus

Whirligig: cheese cake and coffee

[mirasmirages]

Scars (part 5)

first previous masterlist next

Has: texting, zoo setting, panic attack, flashbacks, alcohol mention, pizza, tattoos

James and his family belongs to @starliight-whump

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James woke up the next morning to a room bathed in sunlight. He blinked in confusion for a minute before he realized, that was the first time he woke up that day. He hadn't had nightmares bad enough to keep him up.

The library book had fallen to the floor, so he picked it up and flipped through it until he found the page he had fallen asleep at last night. He had gotten through a little under a tenth of the book, which wasn't bad. He took his phone and snapped a photo of the book from the top to show his progress and sent it to Henry.

I'm enjoying it.

He didn't have to wait long before the reply ticked in.

Awesome!

Hours later, when James was wrapped up in a blanket, reading on the couch, his phone lit up with another text. It was a picture of Henry with glitter on his face, in front of a big table covered in paper scraps, crayons and glue sticks.

Craft's day is great, but is sure does make a mess!

James rested the book against his chest and typed out his reply.

Looks fun! You got something on your face.

Do you know how hard it is to get rid of glitter? This is what I look like now. Our next event will have to be Twilight themed.

James had a vague memory of Julia reading those books, many years ago.

I'll bring Julia. She'll love it.

-

Do I get hot pockets for dinner or act like an adult and get frozen pizza?

James reached for his phone the moment it lit up. Henry would be on his way home from the library now.

Is frozen pizza really adult?

They had been texting for a few days now, about nothing in particular. Henry would send him random updates from the library, and James found himself looking for anything normal he could say to keep the conversation going. Other than James's first message, they hadn't talked about what had happened to him at all. Henry never asked, and James found that he was able to act more like his old self with Henry than he was around his family. Even Julia, who did her best to pretend nothing was wrong, always looked at him like he was one wrong movement away from a panic attack. To be fair, he often was. Still, it was nice to talk to someone who didn't know him before, who wouldn't look at him and see what was missing.

It is if you make it in the oven.

I don't think that's how it works.

Too late, I got the pizza. If that's not adult, I guess I'm forever young, baby!

-

"Uncle James! Look!"

Oliver grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the tiger enclosure, where a sleeping tiger seemed to be waking up.

"Wow, that's amazing! Look how big it is!"

Julia was not far behind. "Look, it's coming towards us! Let me get a picture!"

James knelt next to Oliver so she could take a picture of them. He looked into the lens of her camera and tried to remind himself how to smile.

Smile, James. The memory came sudden and unbidden, Harrison's voice drowning out the world around him. Smile for me, or I will make you.

"James. James, can you hear me?"

Julia was in front of him, hugging Oliver to her side. James blinked, confused at the bright sunlight all around him, as her face came into focus.

"Huh?"

"You're okay, James, you're safe. Do you need to go home?"

"Mommy, I don't wanna go home!" Oliver complained.

"I know, but we can come back another time."

James shook his head. "No, I'm fine. We can--we can stay."

He didn't feel great, with so many people and noises and now the memories pushing to the surface, but he had wanted to come here today. It would be a nice story to tell Henry later, and he had wanted to send a picture, too, since Henry had sent him several pictures. It was a bit disappointing that he wouldn't be able to.

Oliver decided they should look at the elephants next, and then they went to the petting zoo, where James got to pet an alpaca. By the time they stopped for a meal, James was exhausted.

"Do you wanna go home after this?" Julia whispered when Oliver was distracted by his coloring place mat.

"Yeah," James said, picking at his food. He felt like he could sleep for days after this. "Actually, can we go one more place first?"

They went to the penguin enclosure. James hadn't tried again to get any pictures of himself again, but he could get a picture of the penguins, since they had talked about the gay penguin children's books.

Oliver talked excitedly about all the new animal facts he had learned while they went to the car. James was barely pretending to listen, collapsing into the front seat when they got there.

Julia got Oliver buckled in, and started driving. It was only a fifteen minute ride home, and then James could go to bed.

"James?"

"Hm?"

Julia put her phone in his hand. "I know you didn't like the camera, but I hope this is okay. You can delete them if you don't like them."

The phone was open to the camera roll, with a handful of pictures James hadn't noticed her taking. They were all of Oliver, but James was in some of them too. His back was turned in most of them, just his blue jacket and dark hair, but in a few, his face was visible as he talked to Oliver.

"No, this is … this is fine," James said, flipping through the pictures again, looking for one he could send to Henry. "Can I have some of these?"

"Take whatever you want."

James texted a few of the pictures to himself, and started planning what he would write to Henry when he got home.

-

"Hi."

Henry looked up, first with a polite smile on his face, that turned into a surprised grin when he recognized James.

"James! You're here!" He looked around for a second. "Where's your sister?"

"At work, I think. I'm alone today," James said, and didn't mention that his dad was waiting in the car. "I wanted to return the book."

"You finished it? What did you think?" Henry took the book when James handed it to him. "Do you want the next one?"

James shook his head. "I had the other books at home, actually, so I read all of them. I thought maybe you could help me find something new?"

"Absolutely," Henry said. He registered the book in the system, and James went with him to shelve it. "Do you know what you're looking for? More fantasy? Something you've read before? Same author?"

"I don't know," James said. It had been nice to read something old and familiar, but maybe something new would be just as nice. "Do you have a book you like? Maybe I can try that."

"I have tons," Henry said, and pulled a green book with gold accents off the shelf. "I just finished this series, if you think a magical school sounds interesting. It has some cool original world building, and I like the characters."

James took the book. A Deadly Education. A magic school didn't sound too bad. He flipped it over to read the back. "It sounds dramatic."

Henry laughed. "And the main character is the most dramatic of all, but she's sixteen, so she's forgiven."

-

I want a new tattoo, but I don't know what to get. Any ideas?

Where are you getting it?

Shoulder or shoulder blade, depending on the design.

You could get a hot pocket tattoo.

As soon as he sent it, James worried that it wouldn't read as a joke, and started writing a clarification, but Henry replied before he could finish typing.

I am ashamed to tell you I already have that.

The next message was a picture of a blurry tattoo that might, with some imagination, resemble a hot pocket.

…why?

I was drunk and my friend wanted to try doing a stick-and-poke. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

James struggled to imagine thinking getting a drunk tattoo was a good idea, but he supposed that's why it happened while drunk.

Do you have a lot of good ideas when you're drunk?

I used to. I'm a recovering alcoholic, so I don't really drink anymore, but back in the day? Half my ideas were drunk ideas, and they all seemed good at the time.

… Oh. They had texted a lot over the past couple of weeks, but their conversations had stayed light, avoiding anything too personal. That Henry would trust him with something like this was … it made James wonder if he should tell Henry something in return. Anything, about why he was the way he was. Just the thought of typing out the things that had happened to him, and having to wait for a reply, was nauseating, so he quickly pushed that thought aside.

You could get a penguin tattoo, he suggested instead. Like the children's books.

That's not a bad idea. I'll see if I can find a cool design.

A week later, James got a mirror selfie of Henry with a new tattoo, a penguin with a rainbow background on his shoulder. Henry could have easily shown off the tattoo by pulling up the sleeve of a t-shirt, but instead he was topless in the photo, showing much more than just the new tattoo. He had a variety of tattoos covering his arms, some blurry, some sharp, a binary code tattoo on the side of his chest, and pierced nipples. The piercings weren't really a surprise, considering how many visible piercings Henry had, but still. James hadn't noticed them before. He also hadn't seen the defined muscle of Henry's arms clearly on display here. Was Henry flexing in this picture? He had to be, right? Wait--was Henry showing off?

James's eyes went to Henry's face. In most of the pictures Henry sent, he was wearing a silly face or a huge grin, but in this one, he was looking at the screen with a slight pout on his lips. It was a pose James had mostly seen on dating apps. Was Henry--was James--were they flirting? Had they been flirting this entire time? James felt almost dizzy with the realization that, not only had he been flirting, he was falling for Henry. Hard. The way he spent his days waiting for a reply, thinking of what to say to keep the conversation going. The way he couldn't stop smiling while they were texting. The fact that the reason he had pushed himself to get out of the house and do stuff lately, was so he would have stories to tell Henry.

Fuck.

James only had a moment to be excited that Henry was flirting with him before reality started sinking in. He couldn't date Henry. Dating Henry would mean letting Henry get closer, which meant that Henry would find out what had happened to him. It would mean Henry looking at him with pity. One of the reasons he had liked talking to Henry in the beginning was that Henry didn't know anything, and James could pretend to be normal. Normal was good.

But … it wasn't really normal, was it? Henry knew something was up, even if he didn't know the details. He managed to treat James like nothing was wrong, but he knew. How different would it be, if he knew a bit more?

Thoughts of telling Henry, and how to tell Henry, swirled in James's mind. He wanted to tell him. He wanted Henry to know, so they could move past the small talk and get to know each other on a deeper level.

It was a terrifying idea. It was risky. But if it went well … it would be worth it.

He shouldn't do it over text, he decided. Maybe a call? They hadn't done phone calls yet. Maybe he should go to the library, or ask Henry if he wanted to meet somewhere else. This was probably a conversation they should be having face to face.

Looking good, he texted Henry, after letting him wait far too long.

Tomorrow, he decided. Tomorrow he would ask Henry to meet, and then they would talk. His toes curled with excitement, despite the nerves. He was going to do this!

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[uselessalexis165]

tried making some ttte memes (265)

[clovermousee]

henry in that one dress