glass-eyed-toymaker:

((Have I ever mentioned how much I love this ginger dork?  For the lovely Punki.  <333

[[ Look at dorkiest dork in a fandom and his cute bunny <33 ]]

glass-eyed-toymaker:

((Have I ever mentioned how much I love this ginger dork?  For the lovely Punki.  <333

[[ Look at dorkiest dork in a fandom and his cute bunny <33 ]]

glass-eyed-toymaker:

walterfirelly:

"Fine thanks." He replied by the way, more interested with kiln than her. "I didn’t know you have something like this here…" He murmured taping his cheek and looking closely at oven. He came to reality with blink and turned to her. "Do you have some time…? I can promise you good laugh in exchange of some help." He offered mysteriously, smirking like always.

Giving one more rub at the spot that was sure to get a bump later on„ Wanda ran her thumbs under her suspenders, tugging lightly.  ”Oh, that!  It was a…gift.  From one of the Maxwells…well, one of the nicer ones, at least.  Still trying to figure out what it’s capable of.”

Raising an eyebrow at Walter’s request, she pulled off the thick hide gloves she wore, and tossed them next to the kiln.  ”Help?  I’d be glad to!  It’s not like I’m going to run out of time.”

"Looks like I was always meeting these nastier ones, NEVERMIND, it’s not the point!" He smoothly went from mumble to a cheerful tone, clapping hads once. "Well, can you teach me how to sew…?" He asked smiling charmingly and rubbing his neck.

[[ Hey, it looks like it’s popular type of post today, like, comment or message for starter, I will reply in the morning, because it’s after 1 am for me, g’night <3 ]]

Swamp Things | Closed RP with Walterfirelly

waverly-the-timid:

Any number of sources would most likely agree that a swamp full of poisonous plants, inhospitable locals, and spike-covered tentacles was not the most pleasant place for an afternoon stroll, but apparently no one had told Waverly that. Or rather, her sense of direction was so terrible, she ended up there anyways.

She figured she would make the best of the situation. So, after bagging up plenty of reeds and spikes for her latest project, she brushed the dirt off of her front and took a look around. Surely, she could just follow the road home. But somewhere in her calculations she hadn’t realized that she stopped herself not only in the middle of the swamp with no landmarks in sight, but also surrounded in faint little paths that went in every direction, none of them more prominent than the next. She had no idea which was the path she had to take home. 

"…..Oh hell…"

"Just keep moving, look under feet, keep moving, look under your feet…" The constant stream of words, muttered under his breath, followed Walter as he was walking quickly through the swamps. It was bad idea. Very bad idea. He was sure swamps here were… Smaller.

But now when the sun was going down and clicking of spiders grew louder, panic took his mind. He stopped with quiet whine, spinning in a place, nervously looking around. Great, now he was lost, and there was no way to leave this place before the night comes. He covered his head with hands calming breath, then slid them down to cheeks.

"Ok. Ok. Ok. Calm down. Calm down. Make a fire. Take your time. It’s only one night. One night, you can do it. Yeah, take it easy. Make a fire…" Muttering, as he said, with shaking hands he started making a fire, taking everything what he needed from his little cart.

[[*angry Punki noises, as she doesn’t know how to describe tons of Walter’s gestures, expressions and silly movements* ]]

[[ I really want some rp in which Walter would try to immobilize some clocworks. Or maybe I should draw a comic. I have the scene of his ridiculous luck while fighting with them for some time in my mind already @-@ ]]

"Ah!" Wrenne blinked twice, taking a look at the redhead working away. She had seen him before, but his name... "Walter, right?" She asked cautiously, approaching the man only after announcing her presence more firmly.

zefyra-siren:

walterfirelly:

He looked up at her, unable to answer because of strings between his teeth. “Mhhmm…!” He nodded enthusiastically instead and tied end of a rope he had in his hands, spitting out twine he was chewing. He stood up, dusting trousers with smile. “And you’re… Wrenne? Am I right?”

"Bingo. Good to see you again, Mr. Firelly" The woman let her small black wings flare out, unbeknownst to her, as she eyed what the man was working on. What was he making so much rope for, or at least she assumed it was rope. "Need any help?" She asked, meeting his gaze solidly. "I’m not much of a builder but I can weave decently enough." It was nice to be at least acquainted with someone who was carefree and seemingly open on the island. Dare she say- even a bit of a goofball.

"Help…? Nah, I can do it on my own. But thanks anyway" He smiled tilting head and ruffling his hair. "Looking for something…?" He asked a little distracted, looking around at plenty of rabbits leaping between tall, savanna grass. "It’s rather boring area even to pass through." He spined on his heel, jabbering meaningless, finally looking at her again.

"Ah!" Wrenne blinked twice, taking a look at the redhead working away. She had seen him before, but his name... "Walter, right?" She asked cautiously, approaching the man only after announcing her presence more firmly.

He looked up at her, unable to answer because of strings between his teeth. “Mhhmm…!” He nodded enthusiastically instead and tied end of a rope he had in his hands, spitting out twine he was chewing. He stood up, dusting trousers with smile. “And you’re… Wrenne? Am I right?”

[[ For like 7 rp’s I’m going to write now, in only one Walter is going to interact with a man, why am I not surprised. ]]

With heavy sigh, quite reluctantly, Walter draw near Wanda's camp. He didn't like asking for help, not at all, but this time he can't do it by himself. He left his mobile camp (and rabbits) few meters before her camp and walked in, looking for its owner. "Wandaaaaa!"

glass-eyed-toymaker:

"Hmm-ow!"  There came a loud thunk followed by a string of muttered swears, as the owner of the voice stood up.  When she heard Walter call out she happened to smack her head right on the door of her kiln, and man, that hurt.

Dusting off her trousers and standing up, Wanda rubbed at the side of her head, wincing, as she came over to see her ginger friend.  ”Walter!  Good to see you!  Sorry I didn’t come out sooner, was a bit tied up, and…how are you?”

"Fine thanks." He replied by the way, more interested with kiln than her. "I didn’t know you have something like this here…" He murmured taping his cheek and looking closely at oven. He came to reality with blink and turned to her. "Do you have some time…? I can promise you good laugh in exchange of some help." He offered mysteriously, smirking like always.

askwilliamcarter:

1milliondeadwilsons:

there should be a project where everyone draws their Wilson in their own styles…….

I like this idea

[[Count me in ]]

She awoke early, climbing up and looking around at everything around her. Recognizing the terrain, she raised an eyebrow "this is where Walter was last...I might give him a visit while I'm near, see how he's going" She smiled, it had been a while since she'd seen her friend (except not that much of a while buhuuuuu ;-;)

fanged-and-dangerous:

walterfirelly:

fanged-and-dangerous:

walterfirelly:

Ha had to start everything from scratch, he didn’t even know where his poor Harriets and Irvin were. He only hoped Burton would take care of them until he would find all three. Angry to no end, irate frowned, he was looking for his camp and everything what he left because of his used-to-be friend Carolynn. His chest was still hurting after what she did to him. The aviator shuddered at the memory and continued his research, swinging spear in his hand, marching hotfoot.


Her hands lowered again, as she stood solemnly “It wouldn’t do much here anyway..” her voice wavered as she spoke, and tears were shown in her eyes “Walter, you are my friend. And you will always be so in my eyes, no matter what. But I realise what I did. That I can’t control this. and I realise that if I were to remain here..it could happen again. Without my serum..I change into that thing every night, and I don’t even know what happens until I hear it from someone else next morning. If I were to hurt you again..that would bring pain worse that a spear to the heart. And so.. I’m going to leave. At least until I can find something for this…even if I were to make a serum..the magic greyfaced might come again and turn me like the first time but..that I can’t change. This..I may not even see you again..”

Tears threatened to spill, but she blinked them away. If this were indeed the last time she would see him, she wouldn’t be a pitiful sight of a broken down crying woman. It wouldn’t do. “I guess..that this is goodbye.”

He didn’t know what he was feeling now. He was angry at her at first, but then all rage just dried off leaving fear and regret of what he have said. Words were spoken by mounth before mind could think about what have been said. He looked away ruffling his hair, uncommonly silent.

"Yeah. I think that would be better… For everyone." He said softly. He couldn’t look her into eyes.

It wasn’t his fault! So why did he felt so bad for shouting at her? Why he felt this overwhelming weight in his chest? Maybe it wasn’t because of what happened… Maybe because he never gave anyone chance to say “Good bye”? And somehow it hurt so much.

"Well then… Good bye Carolynn." He took step back, still looking at his own feet. 

She seemed a little reluctant to go, and have a deep sigh “Walter..I’m sorry” the last three words had felt heavy in her mouth “good bye Walter” in a blur the vampire was gone, leaving only empty silence behind her heavy in the air

Looking at ground, with lowered head, he stayed still for a longer moment. It’s the end. She’s gone.

He dropped spear on the ground and rubbed watery eyes, sniffing.

Just like he wanted.

"Good bye." He whispered again, leaving this place as fast as it was possible.

She awoke early, climbing up and looking around at everything around her. Recognizing the terrain, she raised an eyebrow "this is where Walter was last...I might give him a visit while I'm near, see how he's going" She smiled, it had been a while since she'd seen her friend (except not that much of a while buhuuuuu ;-;)

fanged-and-dangerous:

walterfirelly:

fanged-and-dangerous:

walterfirelly:

fanged-and-dangerous:

walterfirelly:

walterfirelly:

Ha had to start everything from scratch, he didn’t even know where his poor Harriets and Irvin were. He only hoped Burton would take care of them until he would find all three. Angry to no end, irate frowned, he was looking for his camp and everything what he left because of his used-to-be friend Carolynn. His chest was still hurting after what she did to him. The aviator shuddered at the memory and continued his research, swinging spear in his hand, marching hotfoot.


Ginger bared teeth in cynical smirk. “They? Oh no, noooo, no, they’re really nice creatures. Noooo, I was completely fine. Until some vampire thought, it was a good idea TO MAKE A DINNER OUT OF ME!!” He shrieked stepping back.

Staring at the shrieking man, the words chilled her to the core. She hadn’t..no, she wouldn’t.. but then it struck her. ‘the wolfsbane serum.’ 

She mouthed unintelligible words, true, honest-to-god terror and panic clear on her face. She knew it. This was always what happened, this is why she hadn’t gotten involved with humans again back on Earth. It always ended wrong, she always ended up killing someone she loved and cared about, or getting them killed ‘coincidentally’. Except this time it was different. This time, they came back to scream at her.’God, he must hate me.’

Her voice croaked out a word, a single syllable. “..I……” 

"Yes! Yes, you indeed!" He snorted angrily. "YOU have killed me! And you know what, first time when you tried, I understood, I knew what I was risking with this friendship and I forgave you. But now, I don’t know if you’re grasping the concept, YOU’VE KILLED ME. YOU RIPPED ME APART, LIKE… I DON’T EVEN KNOW, I CAN’T FIND GOOD PARALLEL, IT WAS JUST AWFUL." He screamed at her, digging fingers of one hand into his head. "If we wouldn’t be ot this wicked island, guess what, I WOULD BE DEAD. PERMANENTLY. FOREVER." He said distinctly.

She swallowed dryly, her hands wringing. She shivered a little at the realisation, watching him rage and scream “I….can’t help it..it’s why I left before..but..” She straightened up, and felt her heart wrench in her chest ‘
he does. He hates me' “I should've expected this to end up happening..but not to you. I…can't really make it up to you in any way I know” her arms dropped to her sides and she closed her eyes “so…” She took a small step forward, the reached forwards and tilted the spearhead upwards towards her heart “do it. It's how we vampires work. Blood for blood.” She gave him a sad, faltering smile “kill the monster”

"What…?" He stepped back frowning, she baffled him. He didn’t know what he expected, but for sure anything but Carolynn coming with hat in hand, pleading guilty. “No… Are you… No…!” He backed away quicker. “Why… I’m going to kill you, I’m not… I don’t want revenge, ok?” His anger waned repleaced with confusion and fear. “I just… Don’t… Stay away from me, ok?” He asked swallowing lump in his throat. “Just… Don’t make it happen again…”

Her hands lowered again, as she stood solemnly “It wouldn’t do much here anyway..” her voice wavered as she spoke, and tears were shown in her eyes “Walter, you are my friend. And you will always be so in my eyes, no matter what. But I realise what I did. That I can’t control this. and I realise that if I were to remain here..it could happen again. Without my serum..I change into that thing every night, and I don’t even know what happens until I hear it from someone else next morning. If I were to hurt you again..that would bring pain worse that a spear to the heart. And so.. I’m going to leave. At least until I can find something for this…even if I were to make a serum..the magic greyfaced might come again and turn me like the first time but..that I can’t change. This..I may not even see you again..”

Tears threatened to spill, but she blinked them away. If this were indeed the last time she would see him, she wouldn’t be a pitiful sight of a broken down crying woman. It wouldn’t do. “I guess..that this is goodbye.”

He didn’t know what he was feeling now. He was angry at her at first, but then all rage just dried off leaving fear and regret of what he have said. Words were spoken by mounth before mind could think about what have been said. He looked away ruffling his hair, uncommonly silent.

"Yeah. I think that would be better… For everyone." He said softly. He couldn’t look her into eyes.

It wasn’t his fault! So why did he felt so bad for shouting at her? Why he felt this overwhelming weight in his chest? Maybe it wasn’t because of what happened… Maybe because he never gave anyone chance to say “Good bye”? And somehow it hurt so much.

"Well then… Good bye Carolynn." He took step back, still looking at his own feet. 

She awoke early, climbing up and looking around at everything around her. Recognizing the terrain, she raised an eyebrow "this is where Walter was last...I might give him a visit while I'm near, see how he's going" She smiled, it had been a while since she'd seen her friend (except not that much of a while buhuuuuu ;-;)

fanged-and-dangerous:

walterfirelly:

fanged-and-dangerous:

walterfirelly:

walterfirelly:

Ha had to start everything from scratch, he didn’t even know where his poor Harriets and Irvin were. He only hoped Burton would take care of them until he would find all three. Angry to no end, irate frowned, he was looking for his camp and everything what he left because of his used-to-be friend Carolynn. His chest was still hurting after what she did to him. The aviator shuddered at the memory and continued his research, swinging spear in his hand, marching hotfoot.


Ginger bared teeth in cynical smirk. “They? Oh no, noooo, no, they’re really nice creatures. Noooo, I was completely fine. Until some vampire thought, it was a good idea TO MAKE A DINNER OUT OF ME!!” He shrieked stepping back.

Staring at the shrieking man, the words chilled her to the core. She hadn’t..no, she wouldn’t.. but then it struck her. ‘the wolfsbane serum.’ 

She mouthed unintelligible words, true, honest-to-god terror and panic clear on her face. She knew it. This was always what happened, this is why she hadn’t gotten involved with humans again back on Earth. It always ended wrong, she always ended up killing someone she loved and cared about, or getting them killed ‘coincidentally’. Except this time it was different. This time, they came back to scream at her.’God, he must hate me.’

Her voice croaked out a word, a single syllable. “..I……” 

"Yes! Yes, you indeed!" He snorted angrily. "YOU have killed me! And you know what, first time when you tried, I understood, I knew what I was risking with this friendship and I forgave you. But now, I don’t know if you’re grasping the concept, YOU’VE KILLED ME. YOU RIPPED ME APART, LIKE… I DON’T EVEN KNOW, I CAN’T FIND GOOD PARALLEL, IT WAS JUST AWFUL." He screamed at her, digging fingers of one hand into his head. "If we wouldn’t be ot this wicked island, guess what, I WOULD BE DEAD. PERMANENTLY. FOREVER." He said distinctly.

She swallowed dryly, her hands wringing. She shivered a little at the realisation, watching him rage and scream “I….can’t help it..it’s why I left before..but..” She straightened up, and felt her heart wrench in her chest ‘
he does. He hates me' “I should've expected this to end up happening..but not to you. I…can't really make it up to you in any way I know” her arms dropped to her sides and she closed her eyes “so…” She took a small step forward, the reached forwards and tilted the spearhead upwards towards her heart “do it. It's how we vampires work. Blood for blood.” She gave him a sad, faltering smile “kill the monster”

"What…?" He stepped back frowning, she baffled him. He didn’t know what he expected, but for sure anything but Carolynn coming with hat in hand, pleading guilty. “No… Are you… No…!” He backed away quicker. “Why… I’m going to kill you, I’m not… I don’t want revenge, ok?” His anger waned repleaced with confusion and fear. “I just… Don’t… Stay away from me, ok?” He asked swallowing lump in his throat. “Just… Don’t make it happen again…”

She awoke early, climbing up and looking around at everything around her. Recognizing the terrain, she raised an eyebrow "this is where Walter was last...I might give him a visit while I'm near, see how he's going" She smiled, it had been a while since she'd seen her friend (except not that much of a while buhuuuuu ;-;)

fanged-and-dangerous:

walterfirelly:

fanged-and-dangerous:

walterfirelly:

walterfirelly:

Ha had to start everything from scratch, he didn’t even know where his poor Harriets and Irvin were. He only hoped Burton would take care of them until he would find all three. Angry to no end, irate frowned, he was looking for his camp and everything what he left because of his used-to-be friend Carolynn. His chest was still hurting after what she did to him. The aviator shuddered at the memory and continued his research, swinging spear in his hand, marching hotfoot.


Before she even finished her words, he interrupted her, rising spear pointed at her chest. “DON’T MAKE ANY STEP CLOSER.” He growled, scowling at her. They stayed like that for a while, until Walter realised it was too harsh and unnecessary. His expression softened, but he didn’t lower his weapon.

"Sorry. Don’t come closer. Please." He asked kinder, but still rigidly.

She froze at the shout, backing away from the spear with surprise, and what even seemed like a little startled fear in her eyes, raising her hands in defense “Woah woah, Walter…I’m not here to hurt you or anything. Did the greyfaced mess with your head again? Did they hurt you??”

Ginger bared teeth in cynical smirk. “They? Oh no, noooo, no, they’re really nice creatures. Noooo, I was completely fine. Until some vampire thought, it was a good idea TO MAKE A DINNER OUT OF ME!!” He shrieked stepping back.

Staring at the shrieking man, the words chilled her to the core. She hadn’t..no, she wouldn’t.. but then it struck her. ‘the wolfsbane serum.’ 

She mouthed unintelligible words, true, honest-to-god terror and panic clear on her face. She knew it. This was always what happened, this is why she hadn’t gotten involved with humans again back on Earth. It always ended wrong, she always ended up killing someone she loved and cared about, or getting them killed ‘coincidentally’. Except this time it was different. This time, they came back to scream at her.’God, he must hate me.’

Her voice croaked out a word, a single syllable. “..I……” 

"Yes! Yes, you indeed!" He snorted angrily. "YOU have killed me! And you know what, first time when you tried, I understood, I knew what I was risking with this friendship and I forgave you. But now, I don’t know if you’re grasping the concept, YOU’VE KILLED ME. YOU RIPPED ME APART, LIKE… I DON’T EVEN KNOW, I CAN’T FIND GOOD PARALLEL, IT WAS JUST AWFUL." He screamed at her, digging fingers of one hand into his head. "If we wouldn’t be ot this wicked island, guess what, I WOULD BE DEAD. PERMANENTLY. FOREVER." He said distinctly.