golden-gaze:

Derian looked a bit smug as Patches resigned himself, uninjured hand on his hip. The idea that he may have been realizing that he was at his mercy was something he enjoyed.

He held the cut out towards Patches. “Let’s see it then.” He actually had no idea how this healing thing worked or what to expect.

His eyes twitched as he slowly looked away from the window. Hesitantly putting a hand right on the cut as he let him self heal the man that hunted him down. Now the aura couldn’t be seen too well- as it looked more like faintly red dust- but it was having a very noticeable affect as the flesh was being put back together rather quickly and it looked like nothing happened to the palm in the first place in the matter of moments.

guestsinhisworld:

For all his future-sensing abilities, he didn’t see the compliment to his voice coming and was a bit taken aback but unable to stop himself from smiling. “Thank you.”

Curious, he ran his fingers over the marks Patches had made on the table. Although they weren’t raised, between feeling the ink and his narration he was able to make out what it said. “It was the Host’s pleasure.”

They made sure to move out of the way so he could feel the letters while hugging onto the pen smiling. He was having an absolute blast with this. He kinda wished it would last forever so he wouldn’t have to go back to his normal terror filled life. 
However in speaking of which he realized he’d been there for a long time and quite frankly, didn’t have a watch. So he looked up at the man with a concerned look. “As much as I like hanging out with you, Do you have the time? I…might have to go back to work soon.”

guestsinhisworld:

He continued to speak, walking him through the alphabet, showing him punctuation and explaining shorthand for common articles and affixes. “The Host hopes this isn’t too much information,” he said after he’d been talking for awhile. He may have been quiet normally, but if you got him explaining something or telling a story he could talk for quite a long time, all while maintaining that perfect narrator voice.

They were actually pretty enchanted by the big one’s voice. He had to guess they did a narration job at some point as he was getting the jist of the lesson. He shook his head no at the very question if it was too much as he was able to get the info rather quickly. “Oh I think you’re doing just great! Nice uh.. voice by the way.” He said with a shy chuckle at the end. Though Patches soon enough did try to write his own dots down when the alphabet neared it’s completion. Using a pen near by he did his hand at writing a simple word as he held the entire pen that was almost big as he is. 

It spelled out T H A N K S with a smiley face at the end.

golden-gaze:

As he banged on the window Derian came up behind him, giving a derisive snort. “I told you. There’s no way out of this apartment.” He paused to look at his hand, the one Patches had cut, pulling his glove off to get a better look at the injury. “You know, I was just teasing you with the knife. But look what you did.”

The life slipped out of him when he heard the voice right behind him. His knees weakened as he sided to his knees as he stared at the outside- freedom. So close but so far. He was shivering with a hand plastered to the glass. 

“Y-y-you’re right…” Patches mumbled out- holding his arm from shaking. He feared the day where he couldn’t run away. He didn’t want to look back at them and kept his eyes on the outside.”I- I am sorry. I’ll heal the wound I swear..”

((Oh and sorry guys for not getting drawn asks done in these couple of days! I’m visiting family in Texas and I have got dehydration sickness so I haven’t been able to draw at all ono’ I can do typed replies but my drawing is gonna have to wait till I feel better and have free time, ))

Bedtime Headcanons 💤

actress-jinri:

  • § = The character’s most common sleeping position?
  • ∞ = What does the character usually wear to bed?
  • ♔ = What size bed do they sleep on?
  • @ = Soft or hard mattress?
  • ± = How many pillows does the character usually sleep on?
  • ☀ = Lights on or off?
  • æ = Door open or closed?
  • ♥ = Do they prefer to sleep alone? With a partner/stuffed companion?
  • ツ = Does the character steal the covers or has the covers stolen off them?
  • ☯ = Any odd sleeping habits?
  • zzz  = Does the character snore? What does it sound like?
  • ☁ = How often does the character dream?
  • ☆ = Character’s best dream?
  • ✖ = Does the character have nightmares?
  • ☠ = Character’s worst nightmare?
  • ☂ = Has the character ever had a wet dream?
  • 回 = The weirdest dream the character has experienced?
  • ❖ = Does the character lucid dream?
  • ☾ = What time does the character usually sleep/wake up?
  • ϟ = Are they a light or heavy sleeper? Can they sleep through a lot of noise?
  • ☎ = Do they suffer from a sleep disorder? (e.g. insomnia, night terrors, narcolepsy)
  • Ω = Has the character ever sleep walked before?
  • ღ = Are they comfortable sleeping in a bed that isn’t their own? (e.g. at hotels, other people’s homes, etc.)
  • ❀ = Do they use stimulus to help them sleep? (e.g. candles, music, aromatherapy)
  • ☮ = Ideal place to sleep? (impractical or otherwise. e.g. a pink fluffy marshmallow)

guestsinhisworld:

“The borrower is very welcome.” After he’d tapped out the letters, he pulled the paper out of the typewriter and laid the sheet on the desk near Patches. He slid his hand over the desk and retrieved a pen, with which he began to feel and label each of the characters. He then drew a box and divided it into six cells.

“Every braille character is a different combination of the same six dots,” he explained, “An A, for example, is only the top left dot. Dot one.” He made a mark in the top left cell of the box he’d drawn.

As he was about to put the pen on the paper, Patches made  his away over and got on his knees to feel more comfortable. Also to get a better view of the dots the host was putting down. His eyes looked down at the dots as he was nodding along to what the giant was saying. It looked like he was paying full attention on them. Through out the random seminar. Though he did start laying down after the first couple of letters with his hands on his chin.