#and then freaking out at the creepiness

[theghostkingisdead]

when he's really tired, danny sometimes slips up and starts talking in ghost speak. the only ones who can understand him when he gets like this are tucker, sam, and jazz (because they're Liminal). of course, none of them realize this until danny slips up in public

Tucker hated English. The whole language was a confusing, contradictory mess. Honestly, the world would be a much better place if everyone just stopped talking and writing and only communicated using Timerio, preferably with several screens between them.

The blank word document stared back at him, mockingly. The sounds of his classmates typing away at their own projects – typing, normally his favorite sound in the world, how dare the project turn it against him! – filled the room. The clock in the corner of his screen told him they had twenty more minutes left in class; twenty more minutes until lunch, where he could at least enlist Sam’s help.

He wished she shared this period with him and Danny, but she was taking AP Lit this year. Tucker glanced over at his other best friend. His best friend, who was staring off into space, not even bothering to pretend to be focusing on the assignment.

Glancing up to make sure Mr. Lancer wasn’t looking, he risked asking, “Hey Danny, what are the odds of a ghost attack happening in the next thirty-five seconds or so?”

Danny barely moved, but Tucker watched him squint, like he was trying to read something far off and blurry.

“Pretty unlikely. Unless we’re still counting blob ghosts as threats.”

Somewhere in the background, the sound of typing stopped.

Tucker hummed, “yeah, that’s about what I figured.” That was ghosts for you, never there when you needed them, never gone when you didn’t. “What if you, ya know,” Tucker raised his eyebrows repeatedly, staring intently at his best friend.

“no.”

“Aw, come on!”

Danny rolled his eyes, leaning back into his chair. “Dude, if I attacked the school just to get out of the last quarter of English, I’d never hear the end of it from Sam and Jazz.”

Tucker opened his mouth, about to present the very reasonable argument that what Sam and Jazz didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them, when he felt someone tap his shoulder. Turning around in his seat, he met the wide, terrified eyes of Star. She was glancing between Tucker and Danny, face pale.

“Um, I don’t mean to be rude, but uh…” Her voice trailed off, and in the pause Tucker was suddenly aware of how quiet the room had become.

Glancing around, he saw that everyone – including Lancer – was staring at him and Danny with varying levels of confusion and fear. Tucker considered himself to be pretty smart in most areas, maybe even a genius when it came to tech. But it didn’t take a genius to figure out that he’d missed something important.

Danny, the absolute dick, had slumped forward onto his desk. He was out cold. Dead to the world, and definitely not available for backup.

Kwan cleared his throat, and Tucker saw that his face was ashen.

“What are you two fucking talking about?”

[we-cool-beans]

“DODGE AND WEAVE GORDON!!!”

[mayxo-hxh]

Just had a crazy thought. So technically if Illumi saw something like a dress he thought would look GORGEOUS on hisoka but hisoka wasnt with him to try it on. cant he just shapeshift into hisoka and try it on to see. Like he knows hisoka's exact measurements and what would fit on him but just to be EXTRA sure. he has to see it with his own eyes. like right now. in the mirror.

I wonder how hisoka would feel getting a text from illumi at night and its just a photo of himself in a dress going "i like this on you"

[irradiatedsnakes]

the problem is i get genuinely, unpleasantly freaked out by Scary Face Images a la smile.jpeg or cartoon cat or whatever which makes enjoying creepypastas and internet horror videos and stuff a real fucking minefield

[crippling-pages]

Can we talk about how Lady Gisela called Tam "her little Shade pet."

Her little Shade pet.

I'm sorry, WHAT. WHAT THE HECK. That's so creepy oh my gods. What isn't normal??? You don't, as a grown woman, call a 16 teen year old that??? What the hell????? That's just straight up creepy-

[goofenschmertz]

I WON'T BE STOOOPPPED

pleasestopme

[demon-ness]

Most likely, at the time of the first meeting with Sonic, Tails was an orphan. So there was simply no reason for him to stay in the village (he probably lived in the village), so this duo went on an adventure together…

BUT I prefer the option that Sonic accidentally stole someone's child.

[bambiraptorx]

this is my "Mikey is a horror artist" agenda

(also Draxum has. little to no experience with horror art lol)

[shywhumpauthor]

Okay mock executions are fucking terrifying I have not seen nearly enough of them in the whump community.

Whumpee who knows they’re going to die the next week/day/few hours and there’s nothing they can do to stop it. The panic and desperation with no outlet. They claw at their restraints and throw themself at the door to their cell, uncaring as bruises bloom across their skin, or as blood begins to build up underneath their nails. They’re willing to sacrifice everything for the futile, fleeting hope of escape. They scream and beg until their voice goes hoarse even though there’s no one nearby to listen. Eventually, they crumple in on themself to the awful realization that their future is set and cut. They can’t even sleep without their dreams being plagued with this lingering terror. Maybe they’ve seen Whumper kill someone in the manner they’ve told Whumpee they are to be executed, so Whumpee can’t even pretend to think that maybe Whumper is bluffing.

When the day comes, they still haven’t settled into their fate. They’re absolutely hysterical, doing everything they can to stay away from Whumper and [insert place where they were planned to be executed]. Of course, this does nothing. If they won’t walk, Whumper’s men will simply drag them. At one point maybe Whumpee manages to break free for a short moment of hope, managing to throw their elbow against Henchman’s stomach and twist away, actions fueled only by the adrenaline flooding their mind. They take a single desperate lunge towards the door, before something hard catches them upside the head and knocks them down. Their vision is fuzzy and fleeting, hearing nothing but a faint ringing. Maybe they’re unconscious altogether as Henchman picks them up and continues to drag them towards their final destination.

Whumper plays out everything the way it was intended. They tie the blindfold over Whumpee’s eyes, exchange their chains for softer restraints. Whatever. Then when it comes time for the strike, for the blade to pierce through their chest or slit across their neck, all that Whumpee feels is a small prick against their neck, something cold flood through their body before their thoughts collapse under the intensify of the stress and their mind gives out.

Wherever they wake the following day, let it be somewhere much worse than death’s doorstep or a place so peaceful Whumpee couldn’t even begin to comprehend, Whumpee will be terrified. Panicked and confused. Their thoughts will have no answer as they realized there is no one else around to answer their cries. They wonder if this is death, the afterlife or whatever it was called.

That hope is crushed, replaced by even more of a helpless confusion as Whumper strolls through the door moments later, grinning as they ran their fingers across the sharp of a blade.

[zhxta]

Gotta flex the drip ✨

[rennyrose]

Just wanted to say thank you for all the Trigun goodness (especially Livio, who you've made downright addictive!). Your art and humor are a much needed ray of sunshine in a dismal world *does Wayne & Garth We're Not Worthy bow*

I was re-reading Maximum and got to the part where Liv and Vash freak out over Zazie's messenger horking up a bug... have you ever had the urge to redraw those reaction panels? I can't even look at them without wheezing 😆

(CW for bugs/mouth stuff) Shiiiiiieeet thank you-! I’ve never done a true redraw but they’re definitely some of my favorite panels-

Liv is subjected to some weird mouth stuff- it’s kind of odd cause he would only have two nickels but it’s weird that it happened twice

[alyimoss]

love coming back to canon undertale after consuming so much fanon and remembering that sans undertale is a fucking freak

[shadow-the-crow]

sometimes i think "man i wish tma included more things that really freak me out..."

and then i remember that the things that really freak me out are fucking weird. like, i'm most scared by some of the objectively least scary (supernatural) things that could ever happen.

i'm completely fine with a worm hive person, or an endless sky that eats you, or being buried alive. but then...

for example, today, my smoke detector went off, so i took out the batteries. and for a second i was terrified at the thought that it might beep again while there were no batteries in it. like, that's more scary to me than actual Horrors. wtf?

[creepyscritches]

Stinky is in a bad way :( He became lethargic last night and I noticed signs of dehydration (I don't think he drank yesterday???). For the past 12 hours I've been syringe-feeding baby food, pedialyte, and water while keeping him warm with blankets and a space heater. It's been working and perking him up, but he's really weak still :( He's been having issues that we thought cleared up, but he'll be at the vet tomorrow when his doctor is back in office. Poor guy!

[ssaraexposs]

Not the fisheyes here too...

[aminta]

once when i was like. 8 and scrolling through youtube with unfettered internet access i came across a video of this fuckass creature running and it scared me so bad that i literally ran to my mom and had nightmares about it for years. literally could NOT figure out wtf i had seen until today and turns out its called a fucking bunchie. so. TIL