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harperonni · 2 days
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Erotoph hugs
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C O N S U M E D ? !
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prof-ramses · 29 days
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Father Gregor: Spooky Month's fascinating anti-villain
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Now, before I go full tilt into my rambling, I want to explain why I'm classing Gregor as an anti-villain. Put simply, his character flaws get in the way of his noble goals and lead to him and the boys being in danger.
So, what does Gregor do in Hollow Sorrows, anyway?
Well, he suddenly takes it upon himself to teach two unruly children how to act in a way he deems acceptable. Over the course of his effort he first gets them to ask people for forgiveness and/or make amends for issues they've caused. Where this went wrong is Gregor's beliefs making systematically apologies to everyone, including Patty, which leads to all the Moloch shenanigans, and Ignacio, which is implied to be what led to Gregor being sacrificed at the end of the episode.
Then we have the other lessons Gregor tried to teach the boys, all of which backfired, with Skid and Pump applying them in situations or ways Gregor didn't foresee or intend. The reason for these backfires being Gregor's inability to look past his own values and understand why someone might not act in accordance to them. He shows this almost every time he talks to someone other than the boys, as the criticisms he makes, while usually at least partly true, often don't come from the right place or don't consider context.
This is what makes Gregor an anti-villain to me, and why I consider this to be his episode instead of Moloch's. Pelo said in the stream where he redid the cultist reference sheet that he wants the villains of the episode to have a seven deadly sins theme to them. Seeing as the first 2 episodes didn't really have focused villains and the cult, as the big bads, aren't likely to be grouped with the episode specific villains, I always saw his statement as referring to episodes 3-9. With this in mind, the villains and their sins would be: Moloch- wrath (obsessed with getting revenge on the boys) Dexter- lust (bloodlust or his "needs") Bob- gluttony (duh) and now, with Hollow Sorrows, Gregor- pride (as his arrogance and perceived moral superiority to others continuously causes problems during the episode) I do have theories on the remaining episode villains and their sins connections, but that's a story for another post.
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tickledspookily · 6 months
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Tickletober Day 20: Cursed
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Dex was already deathly ticklish to begin with, but if anything the doll is worse because it’s designed for children!
and he still hasn’t learned his lesson about the pillow-
Edit: Credit to @eunchancorner for the inspiration! (Because without their help I may have actually skipped doing today because I had no ideas-)
(I need to practice posing more...)
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galexis-void · 6 months
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"Giddy Giggly Ghost"
A/N: This took longer than I would've liked, but I hope y'all enjoy anyways.
This fic is based off of the Spooky Month: Tragic End AU, originally by @eunchancorner. Thanks for letting me write for your AU! =)
Summary: Dexter's having one of many "lows" thanks to their current situation, but then Skid discovers a very fun way to cheer them up.
Trigger warnings: angst, mentions of death
Reminder: These stories are not built on logic. They're made to entertain, not to make sense. Also, be prepared if the characters here are out of character completely (again, the intention is not to be perfect).
All credit goes to @eunchancorner for their AU!
(fic below the cut)
     The sun had painted the sky pink and orange, but now the moon was rising and the sky was turning over to its usual ink-black void. The stars glittered like diamonds far in the distance, watching over the town with its stern focus.
     Unfortunately, the stillness of the evening did little to help Dexter’s throbbing anger.
     Their emotions had fluctuated over the last few days, ranging from them wanting to burn the house down to them wanting to curl up in a ball and cry until they disintegrated. Either way, they weren’t okay.
     How had everything gone badly in such a short time? The leader of the group they’d tried to join hadn’t just stopped at rejecting them - he had decided that just knowing about the group’s existence warranted a death sentence. That memory was still painfully clear in Dexter’s head - they’d fled to the roof of the highest building in town, an unorthodox safe space they’d used over the years, feeling particularly sorry for themselves. They’d barely heard the sound of someone coming up behind them before they were trying to stand up…
     …and subsequently experiencing a mild free-fall for about ten stories until they’d met the pavement. Thankfully, they hadn’t suffered for very long.
     The quiet creaking of the stairs snapped them out of their brief trip down memory lane. Sometimes, Dexter would forget they weren’t alone in this house. This particular house belonged to a young woman and her nightmarishly hyperactive son. Ever since Dexter’s unfortunate “accidental” fall, they’d found refuge with the boy.
     How that happened was actually pretty crazy. For the first little while, they’d been so confused about what had happened. Once the realization hit, so did the rage and vengeful feelings, but those had been briefly quelled when Dexter had stumbled across the group leader’s son.
     Or, to be more specific, the leader’s son had found them first.
     Dexter had been trying to come up with an elaborate and notably anger-fueled revenge scheme, before some kids on the street had tried to strike up conversation by telling them it was “Spooky Month”. First came the shock of realizing that the kids could see them even though they were not alive, and next thing they knew, the kids had convinced them to follow them. They had listened to the kids on a whim, and followed them to one of their houses. The pictures around said house delivered yet another hard truth to Dexter - they’d been picked up by the son of the man who had had them… taken care of.
     Some may say this was bad luck, others may say this was good fortune. For Dexter, it had been the former first, but then the latter later on. If they were going to stick to their original plan of getting revenge against the kid’s dad, then staying close to the kid may prove beneficial. You may say this is insensitive, given that the boy genuinely saw Dexter as a friend, but try to consider Dexter’s position.
     Moving on, Dexter had actually gotten a bit attached to the boy. They hardly left the house, even when the boy would. They’d always have to give some sort of excuse when the kid asked them to come with him and his friend. The kid wouldn’t really like their answer, but would accept it anyway and leave them alone. Most of this “downtime” would be spent either being angry or trying to figure out the best way to show the boy’s father exactly why screwing around with Dexter Erotoph was the worst mistake he’d ever make.
     But there was no time for anger anymore, now that the boy was home. Dexter still didn’t know the boy’s real name, if he had one. The child had referred to himself as Skid on more than one occasion, but Dexter highly doubted that was his real name... again, if he even had one. And the boy’s mother wasn’t much help either - she’d only refer to him as “son”.
     That was something else - Skid’s mother. Dexter’s saving grace was that the leader’s wife hadn’t been able to see them - she’d simply assumed that Skid was making things up when he’d told her about them. Under normal circumstances Dexter would’ve been offended, but now they felt nothing but relief. Her ignorance of their existence would make it easier to stay hidden.
     “Hi Dexter!” came the cheerful voice. “Look at all the candy I got! Do you see how much I have??”
     Dexter sighed. “That’s nice, Skid.”
     A beat of silence. “Are you okay?”
     How were they supposed to respond to that? Skid didn’t seem too bothered by the fact that his new friend was a ghost, but Dexter knew it’d break the kid’s heart if he found out how Dexter got to be that way. They’d deliberately neglected to tell him their story, and they weren’t going to start now.
     Instead, they said, “I’m not having a good day.”
     “Why?”
     “You’re too young for that conversation. Just trust me. Okay?”
     Skid folded his arms with a pouty look. “I still wanna know.”
     “Let’s just say… don’t piss off cult leaders. Okay, kid?”
     Skid huffed in childish annoyance, but didn’t question them further. “Okay.”
     Dexter returned their gaze to the endless night sky. Whenever they’d stargaze, they were always overcome by the unsettling feeling that something out there was watching them…
     “Do you want some candy? That usually helps me feel better when I’m sad.”
     Once again, Skid’s voice caught their attention. Dexter turned their head over their shoulder to see Skid holding out a piece of candy to them. The gesture was sweet, even though Dexter couldn’t actually take him up on it.
     “I’d love some, but in case you’ve forgotten, I’m dead. I can’t eat.”
     “…oh. Sorry.”
     As Dexter glanced out the window once more, they felt something pass through their shoulder. The sudden contact was accompanied by a very strong - and very familiar - sensation, which made them squeal loudly.
     Another beat of silence. Probably with a spooked look on their face, Dexter once more glanced back at Skid, who looked surprised. The boy had his hand held out, a few inches from Dexter’s shoulder.
     Had he…?
     “Did I hurt you?” Skid questioned meekly.
     “N-no, not at all! I’m fine. It just kind of ti-” Dexter quickly caught themselves before they spoke. That was close. They’d almost admitted something embarrassing to a kid they hardly knew.
     Suddenly they shrieked again, cutting themselves off with a snort. Skid had curiously poked a finger into their ribs, once again passing right through them, and bringing about that ridiculous sensation.
     Skid giggled delightedly. “You’re ticklish? I didn’t know ghosts could be ticklish!”
     It seemed that even in death, Dexter couldn’t escape being tickled. It didn’t happen often in their previous life, but when it did, it was bad. They’d shriek and squeal their hearts out, and don’t even get them started on how much they’d snort. But now, even as a ghost, they were still cursed with being deathly ticklish.
     Skid reached for their sides, and Dexter didn’t bother trying to stop him. As that tingly feeling took hold, it seemed like Dexter’s ebbing rage just miraculously melted away. There weren't any thoughts of revenge, no roller coasters of emotions - just laughter. Nothing but genuine, happy laughter.
     After a few minutes, they sank to the floor, giggling to themselves while Skid stood above them. “I’ll have to remember that for the next time you have a bad day!”
     The doorbell rang downstairs. Skid grinned. “I forgot - Pump went home to drop off his candy but he wanted to come over and play. I’ll have to tell him all about your tickle spots!”
     “W-wait!” Dexter called after him as he ran downstairs. “Don’t-”
     But Skid was already gone. What could Dexter do to stop him anyways? It wasn’t like they wanted to. It felt nice to not be bitter for once.
     Being a ghost wasn’t great, but maybe it wouldn’t be so bad anymore.
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Random Spooky Month headcanons that I think about but I'm too lazy to actually draw or write for them
Comfort/Cute
John's daughter constantly info-dumps about literally anything that she gets the slight interest, and even if it's like freaking donuts John always listens with a smile
Patty calls Mayor Evermore "Mayor Even-Less" behind his back in the most monotone way possible while talking to Jack and John
Lila and Jaune are ex-girlfriends and talk about when they were together like it's nothing in the most chill way ever
Skid and Pump tried new outfits together for hours just to end up with their original ones
Radford play Minecraft with Robert and it's a complete bastard while they play (making traps and not explaining anything just for fun)
Fat Thief used to do math problems on the walls while he was in prison and Jack always watched both amused and confused everytime he passed by
Angst/Sad
Streber gave up on the haunted house because he's too terrified to even get close again, even crying the whole night because of it
Kevin has to explain to his mother why he's not a lost case
Rick sometimes stops for a moment to watch kids run and play around him, trying to remember the last time he was like that
Dexter found his cat for the first time just to keep it as a second route in case he doesn't find anything to kill but it end up turning into his comfort
Pump already called Skid "my brother" or Lila "my mom" by accident
Happy Fella's first times thinking about killing Skid ended in nothing because he got guilty after seeing Skid being so innocent and happy
Random/I couldn't categorize
The Uncle isn't part of the cult and just used to go to the mansion because it's a lonely place
Candy Dealer doesn't smoke, it's just a lollipop
Kevin learned Skid the hand flapping (which evolued into flapping his arms) so he wouldn't need to hurt himself by jumping and running like crazy everytime he's excited
Rick has no idea why but children likes him
Characters who I think that has either autism, ADHD or both: Kevin, Robert, Skid, John's daughter, Shotgun, Jack, Liv and Ethan.
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runilikwid · 1 year
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RRREAAAGGHH sorry my demons came out
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thw classic: lgbt hcs??
sure!!
i just did some characters because the other i either don't think they're lgbtq or just don't have any headcanons for them
LGBTQIA+ Headcanons!
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Skid: Gay and Non-Binary. Has a total of zero knowledge about sexuality or anything and isn't worried about crushes.
Pump: Gay. Just like Skid, don't really discovered himself or has much interest in love.
Roy: Pansexual and Polyamorous. Currently dating Ross and Robert and didn't told anybody yet.
Ross: Gay and Polyamorous. Currently dating Roy and Robert. Got out of the closet out a year ago and was accepted pretty well.
Robert: Gay and Polyamorous. Currently dating Roy and Ross. Never tried to hide so didn't needed to confess anything to anyone.
John: Bisexual. Don't have much time to care with sexuality or anything, the type of dad who'll say "okay" if his kid gets out of the closet.
Jack: Gay. Homosexual who tries to flirt discreetly and can't handle if the guy flirts back.
Dexter/Happy Fella: Aromantic and Asexual. Never been a fan of romance and is extremely clueless with any type of flirt.
Lila and Jaune: Both Bisexuals. Already dated each other when they were teenagers but broke up once they got into college.
Kevin: Transexual and Pansexual. No explanations, it isn't needed.
Streber: Biromantic and Asexual. Preference on males, sex-repulsed who sometimes let out some sexual jokes slip.
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pawzofchaos · 27 days
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what if Father Gregor was projecting his own insecurities and guilt about parental negligence onto Lila here when he was scolding her.
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Look at how absolutely broken and afraid he looks here with Dexter
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dismissivedestroyer · 22 days
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As much as I enjoy it when the fandom portrays Dexter and the other Spooky Month villains as getting along quite well, I raise you my personal interpretation:
He actually strongly dislikes them, because consider this: he's been plagued all his life by violent needs he just wishes he could get rid of, and always fears he'll end up not controlling himself and hurt someone on accident, and these FUCKERS go around and kill people??? For FUN??? He'd be like that meme "Wow all these people are insane, thank God i'm normal"
I personally think he'd actually would've gotten along quite well with Lila and the kids. Lila thinks he's a bit off-putting, but she didn't seem particularly wary of him in Unwanted Guest, so I think she'd know he's got a good heart despite everything. I can see him teaching the kids about his job like "And then the rat will get stuck in the trap, and won't be able to escape!" "That's so spooky!" "I know, right?!"
The kids would be SO exicited to spend time with him, just saying.
Also, I thought about an Average Spooky Month scenario where Lila and the kids are in danger, and Dexter just comes out of nowhere and starts horribly maiming the villain, only to then turn to Lila and be like "Hello Miss Lila! Seemed like you needed help, so I decided to exterminate the issue for you!" with the biggest smile ever. He would've 10/10 picked a fight with Bob.
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the-spooky-children · 10 months
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prof-ramses · 6 months
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Analyzing the SM6 spoiler collage
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A bit late to the party with this one, but I have some ideas I haven't seen brought up by anyone else so buckle up and get ready to theorize!
Let's start with the easy stuff:
priest-Gregor
exorcism-Gregor attempts to perform an exorcism but likely gets possessed himself (see the demon priest poster at the movie theatre in Tender Treats)
church-We get a better look at the local church, seeing as the door we see in Tender Treats has a cult diamond shaped window in it, there should be some pretty interesting stuff in there, maybe even the tome from the ARGs
burglars-The thieves
cat lady- Even if you're like me and not a patron you can still tell based on blurred image previews and post titles that one of the new characters is an old woman and there's also a bunch of cats slated to appear in the episode. It's pretty easy to see the connection.
touhou plushie in the bottom left-just confirming there will be more Touhou references
Less obvious stuff that I feel really confident in:
the nine circles of Hell-Since were likely to meet a new demon this episode we may also get a glimpse at the SMverse version of Hell
women drinking-Lila goes to Jaune's house and gets drunk with her, this is also where we meet Jaune's husband in person, since he's confirmed to be in the episode
furnace-Dexter's body is cremated, likely by Patty after she's possessed by the new demon to release Moloch, who then possesses Gregor
Ones I'm less sure about:
marionette-Either something to do with the over-arcing cult plot or just a reference to the general idea of possession
angel-Possibly an angelic being who appears later in the episode, or more entertainingly, a character who acts as a rival to Susie, who is obsessed with angelic imagery
water bottles and ice bottles-My best guess is something to do with Kevin and the candy cartel
eyes-While it may be tempting to relate this to Eyes, I think the stark bright eyes against black may represent the Candy Dealer
person waking up-Someone comes to after being un-possessed and feels great and doesn't remember the possession, either that or something with some new character
blood flow-I honestly have no fucking clue on this one, maybe some kind of demonic infection or just saying there will be a lot of blood
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lolpsxd · 14 days
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uhmmmm wdym officer im obviously NOT drawing millions of gay sketches that can stupidly lead me to literal arrest in my suspiciously large sketchbook full of color pencil drawings *drops few ratcandy sketches* oh my god who put them here *nervously picks them up* *few more drops* oh god
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tickledspookily · 6 months
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Tickletober Day 18: Spiderweb
TW: spiders
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The exterminator’s comeuppance has arrived, and the bugs want revenge!
Or perhaps they’re just curious. The suit really does not seem to help...
(Originally I wanted to add the big spider but I could not draw it for the life of me)
(Also, does anyone have any idea how he got tangled up like this? I’d like to know what you guys think, optional of course)
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galexis-void · 8 months
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"Down in the Dunkities" (RatMeat)
A/N: Second fic! I'm having trouble trying to write a prequel to Something Sweeter, so in the meantime, have this. Again, the characters may be out of character.
Also, quick note - please don't criticize me if my stories make no sense. My intention is to entertain, not to be logical.
Summary: Dexter's feeling down on life, and of course Bob won't have any of that.
Trigger warnings: Angst (maybe?)
Credit goes to @eunchancorner and their anonymous askers for the idea!
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     Dexter had been staring at their hands for the last ten minutes, almost entranced by their own inner monologue. The aftereffect of their needs wasn’t nearly as intense as the actual anticipation itself, but it may have been worse - because now that they were in a relatively stable state of mind, they had all the time in the world to reflect on the horrible things they had done. God, they hated this feeling…
     A low voice behind them snapped them out of their own thoughts. “Dex?”
     Even if the person’s drawl wasn’t a dead giveaway, the pet name definitely was. With a heavy sigh, Dexter glanced over their shoulder to see Bob hovering over them. The large man was leaning on the couch, glancing down at his partner with clear concern. There was almost nothing that unsettled Dexter more than seeing Bob Velseb without a smile.
     “Hey,” Dexter muttered, glancing away. The last thing they needed was to make Bob worry about them.
     “Are ya havin’ those moods again?”
     For a moment, Dexter considered lying. But that would be stupid - they were a terrible liar, and even if they were good at it, Bob seemed to have some kind of built-in lie detector. And even if they didn’t outright say what was wrong, Bob would fuss over them all day until they finally cracked from his kindness.
     “Sort of,” they mumbled in defeat. There really was no point. They were damned if they did, damned if they didn’t. All they could really do was hope Bob wouldn’t be too up in arms about it, and not ask a lot of questions.
     But of course, that was wishful thinking. “You look like ya haven’t slept. Is it that bad?”
     Dexter sighed. They’d tried to explain the nature of their needs to Bob before, but the big guy never seemed to truly understand. But even so, he made up for it with his actions. Dexter used to say Bob had a big appetite and a bigger heart, and it really showed.
     Next thing Dexter knew, Bob was seated next to them, with an arm around their waist. Bob wasn’t even that much bigger than Dexter, but he was definitely stronger by a long shot. Dexter soon found themself with their head on the larger man’s shoulder, and felt so tempted to fall asleep right there.
     “There, there. You know I’m here for ya.”
     While Dexter did feel better than they had before, they still felt awful. And clearly Bob could tell, too, because now he was pulling his flustered partner even closer. He shifted position, resting his chin on top of Dexter’s head. “Dex… you know this ain’t gonna fly. You know I’m gonna hafta’ do somethin’ about this.”
     “Like what?” they mumbled bitterly.
     “C’mon… don’tcha remember what happens to grumpy lil’ beans like you?”
     Dexter tried to think. What did Bob do if they were down in the dunkities? Usually he’d spoil them, make their favorite food and whatnot. But for particularly bad days, Bob had this very… different way of handling things…
     Wait.
     Oh no.
     He couldn’t possibly be thinking…?!
     Dexter took a second to look upward, and catching a glimpse of Bob’s smirk confirmed their suspicions. “H-hey, listen… you don’t have to do this…”
     “Oh, but I kinda do.”
     “Y-you’re actually gonna-?!”
     “Ya know the drill. Grumpy folks get the claws.”
     Oh god. Not the claws. Anything but the claws!
     Dexter didn’t even have a chance to retort before their larger partner viciously dug his claws into their ribs, eliciting a high pitched shriek. Then the shriek dissolved into giggles, often interrupted by loud snorting. One by one the claws unclenched, and each found their way to one particular spot on Dexter’s ribs.
     “I know I’m doin’ this to cheer ya up,” Bob noted, “but I’d be lyin’ if I said I didn’t love that laugh of yours.”
     Dexter buried their face into Bob’s sweater, not wanting him to see them blush from the flattery. But they knew it was probably too late - nothing escaped Bob Velseb, whether they were prey or details.
     The claws were going to town, skittering and scribbling all over the flustered exterminator’s ribcage. It had only been a few minutes and they were already going insane. “NOOOO *snort* HAHAHAAH! NOHOT *snort* THE CLAWHAWHAWHAWS!!”
     “Yes, the claws. Don’t tell me ya can’t handle the claws?~” He raised his other hand from Dexter’s back and playfully wiggled the digits over their head. “Well, the left claws are a bit lonely, so they got a new best friend - the right claws! And they’re just dyin’ to meetcha…”
     Dexter dared to look up, and immediately hid again once they realized their mistake. One set of claws was bad enough, and only serious situations called for both pairs.
     “…so make sure ya give them a warm welcome, hey?”
     And both pairs of claws made contact with Dexter’s sides, wiggling and scribbling wherever they could reach - which was almost all of the poor exterminator’s torso, given how long the claws were. All Dexter could do was laugh and squeal their heart out, and they wouldn’t have it any other way.
     Eventually Dexter slapped their hand against Bob’s sleeve, which was their designated sign for when it was time to stop. Bob immediately released them, relocating his hands to their back and allowing them to rest. Poor Dexter was practically breathless by this point, and very tired, but also quite euphoric. They’d never admit it aloud, but this was exactly what they’d needed.
     “Ya feel better now?” they heard Bob say to them, very quietly and gently. They couldn’t respond verbally, but instead nodded, and Bob gently squeezed their back in return. “I could’ve wrecked ya for so much longer. Maybe some other time, when you’re feelin’ up to it.”
     Dexter thought that sounded wonderful. They laid their head on Bob’s chest before starting to drift off, cradled by him and finally able to relax.
     “Thank you…”
-END-
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dakotameh · 25 days
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Lil doodle of this guy in between commissions (send hlpe)
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