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Okay but with the new kh4 screenshots the random rotary telephone got me like

Am I missing something??
(Other than a LINK LOLOLOL)
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What if “missing link” wasn’t actually canceled
What if it never was meant to be seen in the first place
Because it’s missing
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when lightning mcqueen sneezes, does he say "ka-choo"?
#ooc: screamy speaks#i might come back later tonight but i'm realizing my nails are getting too long to type...... again#anyway some food for thot
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I think a lot about Xig's nickname for Xion being "poppet" and how fucking clever it is and idk if this is something that's been discussed but I'm going off anyway.
Because not only has it been historically used as a term of endearment, it's also similar to the word "puppet," which is a reference to Xion as a replica. Which are both very obvious statements, tbf.
But what's even fucking better is that a poppet is an item that's used in witchcraft or magic, modeled after someone, thus it is created in the shape of a human. Poppets can also be used for both benevolent and malevolent purposes, though typically it appears that its purpose is for healing or aiding the person it's based on.
And I think... that's just neat.
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After all these years, Murdoc knows 2D. Knows that he is a simple fellow, spacy, the bulb merely struggling to flicker within the closet of his drug-addled brain. Typically, any chiding from 2D resulting from Murdoc’s mischievous excursions would be akin to the singer toddling in and commenting that Murdoc didn’t look quite well, asking if he needed one of his painkillers for later---an excellent example of Usual 2D Behavior.
So this sort of greeting had been… well, rather brusquely out-of-character.
But perhaps, Murdoc considers as he shuts his eyes, trying to quell the banging migraine on the rise, that there has to be an explanation to all of this. No doubt an insidious one---as all things tended to be, according to Murdoc’s extensive history.
Let’s see… He hadn’t made pacts with any demons lately, and he’s certain that Beelzebub still hasn’t a right to snatch him up, so scratch that out. 2D in a bad mood? Also no---the lad sulks when he’s upset, no big-boy cursing. A prank? No no no, this wouldn’t be funny enough to be a prank.
…Or, just maybe, the portal had transported him to an alternate dimension where 2D had finally properly learned how to use the word “fuck”…?
No, that’s stupid.
Lo and behold, he finds what must be the answer: this has to be some weird stalker, sneaked into the garage through an open window or something. One of those cosplayer people, putting on a wig and strutting about, pretending to be someone else and being an all-around nuisance to everyone around them. And this one is doing a particularly horrific job at imitating his singer.
Swiping a hand at the intruder looming over him, Murdoc manages to tilt himself upright, shooting him a scowl and defiantly jutting chin.
“What I need is for you to get out of my garage, you twat,” and he emphasizes the last word with well-hammered T’s. “I’ve got enough problems as it is, and while I always appreciate my fans, right now, I’m not in the mood for some stalker putting on a stupid wig and parading around like a bloody jackass.”
And, boldly, he reaches out to snatch off that stupid wig---
"The fuck have you gone and done now?" Something's wrong. Something's horribly wrong. 2D is many things, but prone to swearing is not one of them. It takes near-catastrophe to pry those words from his mouth on a normal day. When has he failed to simper and rush to do as bidden, either? "You just bought this thing. You w-went out and found another?" 2D descends the cement steps to the garage, nose wrinkling in distaste at the smells of the wreck. Scuffed combat boots tread carefully across shattered safety glass. He pauses there for a long moment before dropping into as quad, lips curled into a grin and white gaze pinning Murdoc against the wreckage like a bug fated for a science fair project.
"You look like utter shit," he adds, wrists resting on his knees and heels flat to the ground. Those aren't the inkbox collab tattoos they did a few years ago. There's no flash of gold fillings in his mouth, either. "You need an ambulance?"
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Luxu inferred that, initially, Perbia wasn’t as curious as he was given that hesitant posture, and was about to announce that they could leave if he wanted to. It wouldn’t be worth exploring if his brother was fearfully spending his time here, handling each ascending step with anxiety. However, the moment Perbia decided to take initiative, Luxu allowed his excited intrigue to well back up.
“Certainly---and I’ll be right behind you,” he ensured, moving to grab the railing in kind. Yet when his vision caught the sparkle of webbing in the dim light filtering in through the still-open doorway, he quickly withdrew his hand---and decided that he would be just fine without the railing.
“Just… keep an eye out for creepy-crawlies.”
Perbia paused, suddenly a lot more creeped out by the empty lighthouse now that Luxu had suggested that it might not actually be empty. His mind immediately conjured shapes in the shadows and eyes that watched without being seen. Perbia's confidence dropped and he backed up again.
"Uhmmm…"
He watched Luxu's own confidence grow slightly, it was subtle, a simple change in how his brother held himself that made Perbia want to imitate his bravery. Perbia took a breath and stepped forward again, banishing any thoughts of shapes and shadows from his mind. This place was empty, he was sure of it, and even if there was someone here, Luxu and Perbia could handle themselves as long as they were together. Perbia put a hand out to grab the railing of the stairs that lead up, and up spiralling towards the top of the lighthouse.
"Shall I go first?" He offered, trying to sound much braver than he actually felt.
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d r a f t s
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Anyway what if Xigbar KingdomHearts and @mysteriousmuses Troy Borderlands Calypso were in love and had a three-legged skag baby huh?? HUH!????
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Impulse baby buy 🥺
#they were all marked down from 35 okay how could I NOT#ooc: screamy speaks#borderlands mood slowly but surely returning 😩
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Reblog if your partners don’t need to make excuses or feel like they need to hide from you if they’re not ready to reply to a thread. No one wants to be the person that takes the fun out of someone else’s experience.
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✏ one (1) ana banana pls? 🥹💖
Draw! That! MUUUSE!!! | not accepting bc it’s been a hot sec lolol but don’t worry I’ll post other memes soon enough
One (1) banana 4 u after lawd knows how long uwu
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#why is he fucking neon..#and his eyes doin that shit?? the fuck#what Is He#relevant: the bastard bassist#ooc: queue
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having blood on the face will make anyone hot
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✂ murrrrdoc
Draw! That! MUUUSE!!! | not accepting bc it’s been a hot sec lolol but don’t worry I’ll post other memes soon enough
reddy 4 BADNESS
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*covered in blood* I'm literally fine guys. im still funny. Would you like to hear a joke Im going to tell you a joke
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Albert Camus, The Fall
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Birthday comms drive
Hey hey! My birthday is coming quickly and I would love to get a new computer chair. The one I have is pretty much falling apart so it badly needed.
I whipped up a comm sheet and I'm completely open. I don't have many things I won't do so just talk to me and we can negotiate.
Pop into my dms if you're interested. And Reblogs are so helpful <3 <3
Art kofi and my art bluesky and new! @kitkatz-art to see more of my work.
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