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“Barrel” He said smiling while he was chewing. “I never thought I’d leave Boston but here I am!” 

“I know, right? They really know how to make pastries here. And sausage. You know I never thought I’d see Germany. I’m sorry– who are you? I’m Oswald.”

#c: oswald #ddcoswald

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Barrel took one of the pastries out of the bag and looked at it for a moment before taking a bite. “Not bad” He nodded. 

“It’s like an apple filled pastry– here, try one.” He held out the open paper bag to him.

#ddcoswald #c: oswald

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What the hell is apfelstrudel? 

If you’ve never tasted apfelstrudel, you’ve never lived. I just bought a dozen from one of the vendors back there. Best thirty-three euros I’ve ever spent in my life.

#ddcoswald #c: oswald

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“What?” Barrel looked at Quasimodo straight faced for a moment. “You think I’m weird? What on Earth would give you that idea?” He couldn’t keep a straight face and then burst out laughing. “Was it the crazy hair, tattoos, piles of Batman comics, stashes of orange suckers or make-up that gave it away?” 

Quasimodo chuckled, “I’ll see if I’m up to it.” he assured, dipping his thin brush in a carefully blended color and going back to his work, “You’re weird, you know that?” he said jokingly, though his voice was soft t the light jest in case Barrel took it the wrong way and  he could quickly beg forgiveness.

#DDCQuasimodo #quasi chat

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She talked so quickly that it threw Barrel. “Ya we’re in Germany” He said, still not totally sure if they were or not. “I mean we haven’t been here long and we tend to stay in one place for long enough to do a lot of stuff so I’m sure you’ll be able to do most of what you want” Barrel shrugged and stuffed his hands in his pockets. “Hi! I’m Barrel, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you before” He gave her a little wave. 

Her brow furrowed for a moment, gaze lowering to the stack of cards as if they would affirm that yes, they were in fact in Germany. The name of them all sounded German, so, it must have been true. “Mhm!” she hummed, bright and unassuming as ever towards the other, “It feels like we just got here, but there’s so much I wanna do before we leave. Or maybe we’ll come back one day, ya think so? Oh man, I’d love to come back to.. Where are we again?”

“Germany! Germany, right, gotta write that down.. Anyway, Hi!”

#DDCDory #p: dory

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“That’s what Lock told me” Barrel said looking down at his hands. “Well something like that and then so kindly reminded me that i use to think that way too” He gave a half smile and shook his head. “I guess when you’re in it, you hate it but when you’re not, you see that it’s good” 

Only Love Can Hurt Like This || Barrel & Lilo

#DDCLilo #p: lilo #wise barrel

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“If my doppelgänger was a girl, then yes, because she’d be smoking hot” Barrel smirked as they walked. “Don’t say you wouldn’t do that same” He challenged her, knowing to Shock it wouldn’t even matter if the doppelgänger was male or female. 

Not Enough Apples || Shock and Barrel

#DDCShock #p: shock

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What? I’m Barrel, and I’m not sure I want to know who you are, or if I just made the right choice in telling you who I am

Was gibt’s leute!

It’s the place where your face and my person exist on the same plane.

Jesus Christ did not die for our sins so you could commit that one self-righteously. Who are you?

#he's so confused hahaha #DDCRandall #c: randall

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“Ya ya whatever” Barrel rolled his eyes but smiled. “Sick, and you know, if you’re feeling up to it, you could paint his hair green” Barrel shrugged casually. “If you’re up for it though, doesn’t really matter, I don’t care” 

Quasimodo smiled up at Barrel, “I have to make Lock. Families got to stay together, else what’s the point of having them?” he explained before chuckling at the boy’s request, “I’ll get right on making a mini you for ya.”

#B is so dumb #DDCQuasimodo #c: quasi

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Cool Kids || Flashback

"He sees them talking with a big smile, but they haven't got a clue. Yeah, they're living the good life, can't see what he is going through."

“Freak!” The little blonde boy, well he use to be blond, he currently had green hair, yelled chasing after Barrel. He was bigger then Barrel was, but Barrel was faster, which would have saved him, if he hadn’t have run into a dead end. Barrel grabbed onto the fence that separated him from the street. “Got you” The blond boy said with a smirk, a few of his friends catching up and all of them surrounding Barrel.

It was November 2nd, just two days after Halloween, Barrel’s favorite day of the year. Every year Barrel would find some way to dye his hair green, some sort of costume that could use green hair even if it was a stretch. This year, as most pervious years, Barrel had just gone as a skeleton and dyed his hair green. It would have been a miracle if Conner hadn’t have said something to Barrel about the hair. So in return, Barrel had replaced Conner's shampoo with real green hair dye. He had thought Conner would have freaked out, gotten upset and then dealt with the hair until it grew out. It was only fair. Barrel didn’t know how the mind of bullies worked and so found himself against a chain fence terrified for his life.

With the flick of his wrist, two Conner's friends rushed Barrel and pinned his arms back against the fence. Either he was smart to know that saying something wasn’t going to stop this or it was just because Barrel was the silent type, but he didn’t say a word, just glared at Conner through his long hair that was falling in his face. “This’ll be fun” Conner smirked and cracked his knuckles before winding up and giving Barrel a good punch in the stomach. Barrel barley had time to let out a gasp at the shock of it before Conner hit him again, and again, and again. Blood escaped Barrel’s mouth, but that didn’t stop Conner. He still didn’t say anything, just looked Conner right in the eye, glaring. Conner didn’t like that and punched Barrel in the face. One punch was never enough for Conner.

Barrel couldn’t tell how much time had passed before Conner was finally leaving, not without another kick to his side as he lay on the ground. For a while Barrel just lay on the ground, crying. No one was around and no one was going to be looking for him so he just let himself cry. Finally, he slowly stood himself up, still coughing up blood now and then as he walked back towards the orphanage.

The sisters took him in immediately, the younger sisters, who still had hearts, and cleaned him up, giving him an ice pack for his black eye. “Who did this to you?” One of them asked. Barrel didn’t say anything, knowing that if he did, he’d get another beating from Conner. With a pat on the head, Barrel was sent off to his room, forcing him to walk past all his tormentors. He’d already planned on telling Lock and Shock it was some dumb accident, probably skateboarding, he’d gotten really into that recently. It wouldn’t seem unlikely that he’d fallen, if they even noticed.

#violence tw #blood cw #bullying cw #i wrote a thing #i'm just gonna leave it here #about #things

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“You sure you haven’t been hiding out like rabbits? Because I wouldn’t put that past you” Barrel smirked at his brother. “And we don’t even need to talk about the height thing because” Barrel put his hand along the top of his head and drew a line in the air over Lock’s head. He raised and eyebrow and shrugged. When Lock talked about what had happened to him, the wounds and nightmares, Barrel looked down awkwardly, not really wanting to hear about what had happened, but he didn’t want to cut Lock off if he wanted to tell him. “You don’t think I could take on some dogs?” He looked back up. “I’ll bet I could take on more dogs, bigger dogs!” Of course this wasn’t true, if Lock had been as beat up as Barrel had heard, there was no way Barrel would have held up. As always though, he wanted to make light of the situation and move onto something else, something dumb. Too much had Barrel been involved in conversations with his siblings recently that where centered around serious things or deep emotions. He was long overdue for a stupid, trying to one up each other or talking about pointless things conversation. 

brothers on a hotel bed || lock&barrel

#barrel's relationships with his siblings will forever be my favorite #like hands down #DDCLock #p: lock #dog tw

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“I am so tall” Barrel defended himself and stood up straighter so he looked even taller then he already was. “I’m taller then the half the people here I’ll bet” He nodded and crossed his arms, getting very defensive over his height for no real reason. “I’ve been in my room mostly” Barrel shrugged, stuffing his hands in his sweatshirt pocket. “Or running around pranking when I can, but I don’t that all that much anymore cause I don’t wanna get the whole place shut down again” He smirked a little, looking down. “So it’s pretty much me locked up with my Batman comics” 

brothers on a hotel bed || lock&barrel

#DDCLock #p: lock #ohmygosh they are all so little in that movie #before everything turns to shit

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Barrel spun around to see his older brother and immediately felt like an idiot for knocking on his door when Lock hadn’t even been inside. Not that he wasn’t not use to feeling like an idiot. “No” He smirked and shook his head. “I’m just some kid who goes around knocking on random people’s doors at night only to run away before they get there, but you caught me, fuck you” Barrel laughed. “Now whoever lives here is totally gonna catch me and it’s gonna be super awkward, do you know how awkward it is to be caught? It’s so awkward, trust me, I would know, I get caught all the time and it’s the worst. I didn’t use to get caught but apparently being tall means its easy to spot you” He was rambling on now and stopped himself before it continued because he got annoyed with his own ramblings. “Hi” Barrel said after a moment. “It’s good to see you” He offered, tucking some hair behind his ear and giving a little smile. 

brothers on a hotel bed || lock&barrel

#thank you very much #*bows* #ddclock #p: lock

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brothers on a hotel bed || lock&barrel

Barrel wrung his hands for a moment and then finally knocked on Lock’s door. He’d been kind of avoiding his brother for a while and he wasn’t really sure why. it had something to do with the fact that Lock was mauled, but Barrel was kicking himself because that would have been the time to go and see his brother, instead he avoided him. Selfishly, it had something to do with not wanting to see Lock in that state, something about still, after all this time, holding his brother up on a pedestal and refusing to see Lock knocked down from that. It was finally at a point where he just straight up missed Lock so finally he was here.

#DDCLock #p: lock

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The house of fear? What is that suppose to be?

Was gibt’s leute!

God damn it’s good to be out of that fuckin’ death tube.

But oh look at that,  a gorgeous, rainy, 7 degree pit of despair! Wonderful. I might just stay in the house of fear all day… fuck the outdoors.

#DDCRandall #c: randall #ignore the other two fellows #and the largeness of this gif

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There were a lot of odd things that Barrel had to do for Oogie Boogie and sometimes he thought the man just had him do strange things because Oogie knew Barrel would do whatever he asked. Anything to keep himself in the clear and liked, especially after the issues his siblings had faced with the man. He particular orders of the day included him grabbing a few things from the stables. Why, he had no idea and he wasn’t expecting someone to be in the stables either. “Hello!” Barrel said startled and ripped the cigarette he had out of his mouth. He had no idea if was ok to smoke around horses or not and didn’t want to get himself in anymore trouble. “I have not” Barrel said looking at the postcard the girl held. “I’ve barley gotten out into Germany, that’s where we are right?” 

Dory had plopped herself down onto a vacant hay bale, one of the many lining the pony stables. Of course not one they would eat from - plus they had already eaten earlier, hadn’t they? Glancing off to the side and not hearing any disgruntled whinnying, she nodded, going back to sifting through some of the post cards she’d bought earlier. At first she didn’t notice a presence around her, too engrossed in the sites and colors, but her gaze flickered up after a while, greeting the person with a bright smile. “Hi there! Did you go this place yet? It’s the.. Planten un Blomen! It looks super pretty,”

#DDCDory #p: dory #i gave you a barrel #he's fun

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“Well fine if you don’t want to be my non-romantic lover then I guess we’ll just have to settle for being Valentines” Barrel crossed his arms and looked away from her very sarcastically, as if he was actually hurt. “Me in the what?” He laughed. “I don’t even know what that is!” 

Valentines {Barrel/Lilo}

#again very short #DDCLilo #p: lilo