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jacenotjason · 8 months
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My current predicament in comic form
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hxllhxund · 2 months
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All of rory's characters are squishy. I just wanna bite their faces....♡
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postingwasteland · 4 months
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Ah yes, a new character to add to my ✨short king✨ category-
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If you know any other ✨short kings✨ feel free tag em
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Julie: I'm the kind of girl who likes to think things through.
Frank: Since when?! I once saw you trying to eat marshmallow that was still on fire!
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eggsbenedictinurmom · 6 months
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Alright, now's the perfect time to show more au art... Who to choose... Uhhh..
Eenie, meenie, miney... y-
Ah, oh well.
*taps microphone*
Ekhem,ekhem... Ladies, gentlemen, and all in between, puts your hands, feathers, fins and the like together to welcome the one, the only...
HER.
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Also, a sneak peek picture of her newest planned model NEO, totally taken with Dr. Frank's approval and not made by breaking into their lab in the middle of the night 😊
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This specific kind of model is famous for it's high defense :)
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welcome-to-fazfucks · 7 months
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Phone Dude: Even though it's not Halloween anymore, I'll cut'cha some slack! Enjoy!
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Mike: Well that's menacing as hell.
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randompony03 · 7 months
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Ah I was dragged into doing a weird sort of fnaf au with characters of mine and my friend's
@cleo-arty you're welcome
Now Robbert and (funny enough) Abby are in the role of Mike and Abby
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parkitaco · 1 year
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hey if you're still doing the kiss prompts -> #11? maybe? it would be super sweet and your writing is so cool (no pressure tho!!!!)
Will is asleep when Mike gets home.
Mike discovers this almost immediately, when he opens the door to a darkened hallway and bangs his shin on the shoe rack. Almost all the lights are off, with the exception of the soft glow coming from the fairy lights in their bedroom, the ones they leave on at night because even after nearly a decade since the days of, as Will likes to call it, “the horrors”, neither of them are very fond of the dark. 
Mike hisses out a quiet curse, rubbing at his leg where it smacked into the metal rack as he fumbles for the light switch, turning on the hallway light long enough to shrug off his jacket and set his keys on the table. He’s a little tipsy, courtesy of some assorted booze he’d confiscated from his students, who are generally very sweet people but tend to be a bit stupid and unsubtle where alcohol is involved - not that he hadn't been the same way, but then again, he'd been stupid and unsubtle about most things as a teenager.
Prom, he thinks bitterly, huffing out a breath as he kicks off his shoes and nudges them aggressively in the direction of the offending shoe rack. He and Will had skipped out on their own, back in the day, under the excuse of the fact that school dances were “lame and unnecessary”, which isn't untrue, but had served as a somewhat weak cover for the real reason. They hadn’t been able to dance together like they wanted, then.
They can now, though, Mike thinks triumphantly, as he heads toward their bedroom and the promise of his sleeping boyfriend. Suck it, Hawkins bigots.
Just as Mike suspected, Will is asleep, his form visible from where Mike stands in the doorway, the door thoughtfully left ajar for him. He leans against the wall, smiling a little to himself as he watches Will’s chest rise and fall softly against the pillows. His back is to him, hair spilling softly over the pillows, and he’s a beautiful sight, bathed in the golden glow of the lights strung across the ceiling. Mike loves him.
He shifts, carefully slipping into the room and shutting the door softly behind him. He casts another fond glance at Will, still dead to the world on his side of the bed, as he slips off his jeans and dress shirt and exchanges them for his sweats. Will’s usually a fairly light sleeper, but Mike supposes that these days he’s well enough accustomed to Mike’s presence, routine and constant in the apartment they’ve shared since college, that it doesn’t disturb him. Either that, or he’s faking sleep just to annoy Mike, which is entirely possible.
Mike flops onto the bed beside Will, propping himself up on one arm as he snakes the other around Will’s midsection, leaning over to press a kiss to the side of his jaw, just below his ear. “Will,” he prods in a soft, teasing lilt, lips still pressed to his skin, and Will shifts a little under him. “Are you awake?”
“No,” Will huffs, wriggling in Mike’s arms and shoving his face into his pillow. “Go away.”
Mike laughs softly, entirely ignoring this request in favor of rolling further on top of Will, hooking one leg over his waist and pressing a series of overexaggerated kisses to his cheek. “Didn’t you miss me, though?” he asks, as Will whines in protest under his unrelenting embrace.
“I saw you this morning, asshole,” he grunts, shoving uselessly at Mike’s arms and trying in vain to roll out from under him. “Go to sleep.”
Mike rolls his eyes and again refuses to meet this request, resting his chin on Will’s shoulder instead and staring imploringly down at him even as Will refuses to open his eyes. Sleepy Will usually goes one of two ways - either Will is soft and sweet and pliant when Mike drags him off the couch after a movie night and guides him to bed, or he’s grumpy and scowling and his eyebrows knit together in disapproval whenever he’s asked to do something. Mike finds both of these options endlessly adorable. 
"This morning was, like, seventeen hours ago, though," he points out, reaching up with one hand to poke Will's cheek, right over the freckle under his eye. "That's, like, forever."
Will's nose wrinkles in fake annoyance, and Mike moves his finger away in favor of kissing the same spot on Will's face. Then again, and again, until Will huffs out breath and bats at him, placing his entire palm over Mike's entire face and giving it a gentle shove. "You're so dramatic," he says, but the protest is blurred around the edges, softened by sleep and Mike's kisses.
Mike grins. “So mean to me,” he murmurs, and Will opens one eye to glare at him even as his mouth twitches, like he’s fighting a smile. Mike leans down to kiss it, lips glancing lightly over the corner of Will’s mouth, and for all of Will’s griping, he doesn’t pull away. “You don’t want to hear about prom?”
“Not unless it’s to tell me that I was right about chaperoning being a dumb idea,” Will says flatly.
“It was not!” Mike protests, and as retaliation squirms closer, face centimeters from Will’s even as Will stubbornly closes his eyes again. “It was- nice.”
Will’s mouth twitches again. “I bet it was,” he says dubiously, shifting and pulling the blankets further over them both, “You smell like cheap vodka, by the way.”
Mike squawks indignantly, releasing his grip on Will just long enough to flick his forehead. “It was only a little. Those kids are idiots, bringing that stuff in.”
“They take after you,” Will mumbles, giving up on trying to wriggle his way out of Mike’s grasp and instead lifting a gentle hand to rest against his arms where they’re wrapped across his chest.
“What, because of the booze?” Mike asks absently, smiling to himself as Will’s thumb brushes gently back and forth over his skin. 
“No, because of the idiocy,” Will replies, and Mike laughs, dropping his head into the crook of Will’s neck. “I still love you, though," he adds, as an afterthought, his other hand coming up to brush through Mike's hair.
Mike smiles against Will's skin, and Will rolls onto his back, hand pressing into Mike's spine and pulling him in closer. "You just told me to go away."
"Yeah, well," Will hums, tapping a fingertip against Mike's nose, "I'm also an idiot, so."
He wraps a hand in the front of Mike's shirt, drawing him down closer, and Mike smiles into it when their lips meet in a proper kiss. Will is warm, soft and hazy with interrupted sleep, and Mike can feel him smiling back as he wraps his arms around Mike's waist. Mike loves him like this, the traces of Will's feigned irritation fading away entirely as he lazily traces his tongue over Mike's lip. Mike shivers, humming happily as he wriggles closer to Will, as close as he can physically get as he presses him gently into the pillows.
"Knew you missed me," Mike mumbles against Will's lips, and Will laughs, breaking the kiss as he presses his forehead against Mike's.
"Maybe a little," he admits, voice laced with amusement as his lips brush Mike's another time. "Dork."
"Knew it," Mike says, grinning triumphantly and finally deeming it appropriate to free Will from his crushing embrace as he flops over onto his back, head lolling to the side to smile lazily at his boyfriend. Will rolls his eyes but stays close anyway, scooting under Mike's outstretched arm and resting his head on his shoulder. He hums softly, reaching up to card a hand through Will's hair and pressing a kiss to the crown of his head.
"So how was prom, anyway?" Will asks quietly, fingers tracing a gentle pattern over Mike's chest. "Besides it being boring and lame and full of drunk teenagers?"
Mike laughs. "I didn't say it was boring. Or lame."
"I know," Will hums, "I'm saying it. Boring and lame and definitely not worth missing precious hours with your boyfriend."
"For sure," Mike agrees, which is entirely true, because as much as he had enjoyed watching the kids dance together and definitely not feeling at all bitter about never going to his own, he'd mostly spent the whole time thinking about Will. Which was maybe a given, considering the specifically engineered romantic environment, and Mike thinks about Will all the time even in normal environments, but still. "It was sweet," he says thoughtfully, staring up at the ceiling and feeling the soft motion of Will's breathing against him. "The kids were happy."
Will grunts noncommittally. "It's all fake."
"I know, but they're- it's just nice," Mike huffs, and Will tucks a smirk away against his neck, "I know you agree with me."
"No," Will huffs immediately, and then, almost immediately, "Well. Maybe."
As much fun as goading Will is, Mike knows where the resistance comes from, and a bittersweet sort of feeling settles in his gut as he presses another kiss to Will's forehead. "Hey, are you free tomorrow night?" he asks, nudging Will's chest with his shoulder.
Will tilts his head back to look at him, frowning. "Um. Thought we were watching Star Wars again?"
Mike laughs. "Sure, we can still do that. But I was wondering if you wanted to have- a make-up prom."
Will stares at him for a solid thirty seconds. Then he coughs, blushes, and looks away. "You're an idiot," he says, which means I love you more than life itself, and Mike grins, tucking his face in beside Will's. "Go to sleep already."
"Oh-kay," Mike hums teasingly, kissing his temple gently, "The offer stands, though. Eight PM. Living room. Whatever dumb music you want."
"Sleep, Michael," Will repeats, voice muffled as he talks into Mike's t-shirt. Then, quieter, low enough to give the impression that he thinks Mike can't hear even though they both know he can, "I'll be there."
Mike smiles.
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monkee-mobile · 1 month
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mike comes home after a long day of monkeeing around (get it?) and walks into the pad, arms open, and loudly asks where his “little ones” (or babies, take your pick) are. peter and davy take the hint and run up to give him hugs because they love their mama
AWWWWWWW YESSSS!!!
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aprosin · 14 days
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a swap clothing doodle I made from last night's idea
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transparent/separate photos
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jacenotjason · 8 months
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MIKE MYEM!
Second welcome home OC spotlight! This is Mike!
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punkeropercyjackson · 24 days
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Amanda the adventurer?
WELCOME HOME?
FIVE NIGHTS AT FRE-
WHAT IS THIS? 'MIKE'S HIPERFOCOUS BINGO'?/pos
YES-IT'S MIKE AND SUMMER'S HYPERFOCUS BINGO🤗
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a-zooart · 1 year
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Mike Mime
Say welcome to the new neighbor in this colourful neighborhood! :D
This is mike i hope you guys like them, he's really dear to me and I'm happy to finally show him to the world! ^^
I honestly don't know if someone are actually see this (or read?)
It maybe not perfect, but i put a lot of effort and love into this :)
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thevoiidspeakz · 2 years
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hello. Is it just me or is There is a Light That Never Goes Out by The Smiths very Mike Wheeler coded 🤨🤨
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eggsbenedictinurmom · 6 months
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I am displeased with the lack of proper Welcome Home x Undertale AUs, so don't mind me, let me just rewrite and reimagine a super old AU of mine:
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Tale of Home's Below! People who somehow know me from my tiktok may remember this one, but it used to be SUPER edgy so PLEASE don't look for it Idontlikeitanymoreitssupercringyandedgytomeandthatsimpressiveconsideringidontseemostthingsididinthepastascringe-
This AU is basically just Undertale's story but replace monsters with puppets and the main characters with the Welcome Home cast (also Mt. Ebott is Mt. Home now bc I needed the AU name to make sense). I don't have EVERYONE'S reference drawings done, but I'll just go ahead and state which character replaces which real quick:
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You (Neighbor) play the role of Frisk,
Poppy plays the role of Toriel (adopted mother figure solidarity),
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The Marvelous Julie plays the role of The Great Papyrus! (I would NOT forgive myself if I didn't call both of them that)
...do I even have to say who barnaby is?
Eddie plays the role of Undyne (he got a teeeeeny tiny bit of character development and royal guardsman training),
Frank plays the role of Alphys (I STILL don't know how to pronounce her name correctly. Also homosexuals-)
Sally stars as the one, the only, METTATON! (I'll make a reference pic of her real soon I swear)
Howdy plays the role of King Asgore, bc I mentally require that one cutscene from deltarune to be the way I want it to be,
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Daisy! ^^
I love them all already ♥ (and you will too 👁👁)
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wecanweartherings · 2 years
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something something seeing your name written somewhere and peeling off a little more from the wall and see that it's preceded by come home something something peeling it all off to see that it actually said welcome home something something it lied
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