“The Host could sleep here too… He doesn’t need this much space.” There it was, he’d put forth the suggestion. Too late to take it back now. But he’d already been pretty close to Patches when he carried him up here. This wouldn’t be any different.

…… Was Patches hallucinating words now for did Host actually say that? He blinked and then his cheeks were a deeper tan than they usually were. Then he covered his own face. Come on Patches it’s just sharing a bed no need to be awkward about it. Though it was strange he really hadn’t shared a bed for years now. Though Patches relented and backed up to take his boots off. “Ye-yeah you’re right. I don’t move much in my sleep so you don’t need to worry about that.”

It’s Not Him ~Closed rp

icangiveyouanything:

Dark just stood there as Patches ran around. He wasn’t going to accomplish anything by running. Even if there was somewhere to go, he wouldn’t get there unless Dark wanted him too. If he ran too far in one direction he’d find that he just ran past the entity over and over again, making no progress.

“Didn’t you say you felt wrong waiting in the Host’s library without him? I solved that problem. Welcome to my home.”

Man he really couldn’t run anywhere. Even if he ran away from the intimidating figure they always seem to be back where they started. Patches ran out of energy and had to stop for a breathing break. Terrified out of his mind as he didn’t want to look up to the daunting man.

“I-…yes I did… but this isn’t better! Wh-why take me here and…who are you!?”

guestsinhisworld:

He was tired too? Host hesitated. This was a bit of an awkward thing to offer and not something he’d normally be comfortable with but with Patches… maybe it’d be ok. He felt bad anyway. “Patches can… he can use the Host’s bed if he wants..”

Did he hear them correctly or- “Wait what? Oh- oh Host I couldn’t possibly take your bed from you.” Patches tapped his fingers together anxiously. The man that protected him should sleep soundly and there wasn’t tiny beds around. Really they’d both have to share it if they wanted to sleep soundly but Host wouldn’t agree to that…would he? “WH-where on earth would you sleep?”

It’s Not Him ~Closed rp

icangiveyouanything:

Running certainly wouldn’t have been a good idea. Dark would have gone after him and he wouldn’t have had much hope of escape considering the entity could teleport.

“Splendid. I know the perfect place we can wait.” That shadowy aura that surrounded him spread out, covering the room and bringing Patches into its radius. Then the entire world began to twist, Patches seeing multiple copies of it as they were dragged into another dimension, accompanied by a strange creaking sound. The process accelerated before they were left in total black, empty space.

A crack happened as the cookie fell to the floor as reality started to bent out of shape in this strange distortion. He had to close his eyes as he screamed, horrified what he just unknowingly agreed to. When they sunk into the void Patches dashed around like a worried mouse- realizing he was in complete darkness and that man was still there…

“What the-!? No- no no take me back! Please!”

guestsinhisworld:

The bed was bigger than usual sure, but it was still soft and had the familiar texture of his blankets and sheets. “It’s fine,” he assured him, “But the Host wonders what Patches is going to do.” At least Patches was indoors now and could stay out of sight, but was he just going to sit around while the Host slept?

“Uh…well. Sure i’m tired too but … it’s your bed.” He wouldn’t feel comfortable sleeping in his friend’s bed. Not that he didn’t like the idea of them napping together…wait. Patches shook his head from that thought and stood up,brushing off his coat. “I- uh. I’ll just hang about your library…reading and making sure no one gets in.”

Buckle Up I Made My Own Drawing Meme

ask–gerbelg:

Send me an emoji + a character of mine!

Style:

… 👔 in formal attire!
… 📌 in their work clothes!
… 💍 in a wedding dress!
… 💋 in sexy attire!
… ⛄ in winter clothes!
… ☀ in summer clothes!
… 😴 in their pajamas!
… 👗 dressed for the club!
… 👤 in goth attire!
… 😎 in punk attire!

… 🥇 dressed for their favorite sport!
… 🐶 in a kigurumi!
… 🎤 as a pop star!

… 📝 as a student!
… 💪 as a Greaser/Soc!

… 🐴 in a horse mask!

… 🕍 in Victorian attire!
… 🛀 in nothing but a towel!
… ✌ as a 1960s hippie!
… ☝ in 1990s grunge attire!
… 😬 in something they would never wear!

Magical:

… 🐟 as a mermaid!
… 🦇 as a vampire!
… 🐺 as a werewolf!
… 🐲 as a dragon!
… 😇 as an angel!
… 😈 as a demon!
… 🌼 as a fairy!

… 🖤 as a witch!
… 🦉 with their familiar!
… ⚔ with their weapon of choice!
… 👻 as a ghost!

… 🌠 as a cosmic being!

Fiction:

… 🍥 in a cosplay!
… 👑 as royalty!

… 🏹 as a JRPG class!
… 🎲 as a D&D class!
… 👓 as a superhero/supervillain!
… 😺 as an animal!
… 👽 as a species from another show/movie/etc!
… 🤖 as a robot!
… 🐯 as a furry!

Headcanons:

… 👶 as a child!

… 👪 with their family!
… 👯 with their best friend!
… 👎 with their enemy!
… 🐹 with their pet(s)!

… 🗺 in an outfit of their cultural heritage!

… 💐 surrounded by their favorite flowers!
… 👴 as an elderly person!
… 🎶 to a song that I associate with them!

Special:

… 🙃 with the mun!
… ✍ in the style of another artist!
… 🖍 in the drawing style of my muse!
… 🌀 as a fusion with another OC!
… ☢ as a different fandom interpretation!
… 💩 as a meme!
… 🕐 as an old interpretation of the mun’s!

Hiding in Wine Bottles -Closed rp-

blue-haired-tales:

Pari moved forward, still keeping on her toes incase he took a fall off the side of the bench. “I’ve been doing it a while, not exactly in this bar but in others like it.”

It wasn’t often that she made a friend in places like this.

Once she moved forward Patches leaned back a little unconsciously. Wondering why she was getting closer. The doctor hiccuped when he set the empty egg cup aside and sighed.

“I don’t really blame you. I am not really fond of my job either..”

“What’s this…?” the BLU mumbled, more to himself than Patches as he pulled down a thick book with yellowed pages and a leather cover. He brushed a layer of dust off of the front. A spellbook. “What do you say we try one of these?” he asked mischievously. “It’s probably all rubbish, anyway.”

intuitionandespionage:

askborrowermedic:

Patches was normally up to explore libraries. Though his exovision of this off settling one did strike his nerves. Especially going along with a BLU spy of all people. Not that he didn’t think L was acting like many of his kind so far and was very nice- he had to stay on his tiptoes around him nonetheless.

While exploring the desk by them- Patches looked around an inkwell with a risen eyebrow. Obviously having a bit of a concern with reading random tomes. “I-I don’t think that’s a good idea..” He hesitantly spoke up.

“It must be. I already cannot wait to get back to how I was, and you were stuck small for… how long? And were you just a miniature human, or were you… humanoid, but not quite human?”

He had quite a few questions.

He looked up from his reading- or trying to read the weird script. Seemingly having a distant look in his eyes. “About seven years long.. and I don’t even think I really counted as a human with..” Patches gasped as he looked down at L with wide eyes.

“Could you have gotten my powers as well??”

“What’s this…?” the BLU mumbled, more to himself than Patches as he pulled down a thick book with yellowed pages and a leather cover. He brushed a layer of dust off of the front. A spellbook. “What do you say we try one of these?” he asked mischievously. “It’s probably all rubbish, anyway.”

intuitionandespionage:

askborrowermedic:

Patches was normally up to explore libraries. Though his exovision of this off settling one did strike his nerves. Especially going along with a BLU spy of all people. Not that he didn’t think L was acting like many of his kind so far and was very nice- he had to stay on his tiptoes around him nonetheless.

While exploring the desk by them- Patches looked around an inkwell with a risen eyebrow. Obviously having a bit of a concern with reading random tomes. “I-I don’t think that’s a good idea..” He hesitantly spoke up.

“Hrm… Alright, but where do we even begin? This place is enormous!”

In actuality, it was an average-sized room, just lined with books and seeming large to the petite pocket-Spy.

“I know, I know but it could be…huh.”
When he got a good look at it, the room wasn’t as big as he thought it was moments ago. Guess it was a shift in dimensions when the spell happened. Nonetheless he pulled out a book with one and and looked through it while planning all the things he wanted to do when they got this mess sorted out. Like quiting and all that tall people stuff.

“It’s amazing that I’m human again though…”

Hiding in Wine Bottles -Closed rp-

blue-haired-tales:

“No no. Don’t you apologise, Patches. It’s not your fault..” She said reassuringly, of course he didn’t know what lead her to this place. But maybe in time she would talk about it..

The hiccups still made her smile however.

“Don’t worry about it..”

From this point he was full on blushing and keeping his mouth shut when a hiccup rose. Having his entire body jitter every time it happened. Right as he finished his drink his kept it in between his legs as they were folded as well.

“If it’s anything- hup you do a very good job at running the place from what i’ve observed. hup”