[Knitwit]- Her something-is-about-to-break senses are tingling! And was that a gunshot?! She just polished the floor!
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Charlie:
Charlie: *puts Alastor on craigslist*
@razegut
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puts on tiny cat boots on him while he sleeps.
The worst part of all of it was that at first, he was too tired and nerve-dulled to notice, nearly tripping twice as he made his way to the lobby. Step. Kick. Step. Kick, kick. It was the feline inclination, the bother of having something wrapped around usually bare feet. His tail lashed irritably, all the while the demon blaming himself, his habits, his stupid body, for his discomfort.
KICK. KICK. KICK. He was practically doing the Can-Can in the middle of the hotel, raving, cursing! Until one good upward swing of his leg divulged the culprit– WHO THE HELL PUT BOOTIES ON HIS FEET?!
❝ ALASTOR! ❞ Only a sadist of immeasurable proportion would dream up a torture so vile! Bending down the Felidavian tore them from his person, hucking each shoe at a nearby wall before sauntering off.
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we havent interacted much but ⚠?! if youre still taking them
WHEN YOU DON’T EVEN OWN POWER POINT ⚠ / ACCEPTING / SELECTIVELY
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love potion + "the egg bois" u w u
Love Potion
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⊰۞⊱║⋮ ❝ Come here, thirty-two. ❞ Pentious gestured with a large, red, nail, bidding his acolyte closer. Naturally the egg scurried forth, eagerly awaiting the response of it’s master, small arms hanging loosely at it’s sides.The great serpent bent considerably, lifting his henchman to eye level, a peculiarly comforting smile blooming over dark features.
❝ You look dashing today. ❞ This kindness wasn’t directed at one of them in particular, simply the nearest to him, in truth, his misplaced affection seemed to span towards each one of the round little slags, but how could the old snake possibly hope to dote on every one? Thirty-two would have to do. Carefully, cautiously, Leviathan drew it into his collar, allowing it to rest it’s face therein while the inventor tinkered with a small device, using his free hand. Moments passed, envious glances from it’s kin, and he set down his work, moving to his bed at the far end of the room, where he splayed out on his back, one egg still in his neck, and his free claw raising to beckon the rest who scuttled over in great droves to smother their leader.
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“ you know , i don ’ t think i ’ ve ever seen a dream from you . ” idle talk as he sits on the edge of the chair , unafraid of the man in front of him . sand curls between his fingers as he waves it too & fro , silence thick & heavy in the air . perhaps he just hasn ’ t been around at the right time , yet that embarrasses him more then he’d like to admit .
so instead , “ have you ever had one ? i ’ d be quite curious to know , dearest alastor . ”
@razegut gets one boogeyman ! ( s. c . ; a . )
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📂 u w u
JE.VIL FACTS. accepting : @razegut.
jev has two sets of jaws / teeth ! he has pharyngeal jaws , which are a second , smaller jaw located in his throat. as his primary set of teeth are rather sharp and flat , his pharyngeal jaw contains a wider variety of teeth that help to tear apart his meal ( versus clamping down and holding it in place )
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"Oh! Like a tiny pooch! Small, but full of anger!" // MISSED U
“Heh??”
It was only his second day in this peculiar place. Peculiar and terrifying. Honestly the irken had no idea what to make of the world he was cast into initially. It was…reminiscent to the Nightmare World in Dib’s head but different in many ways.
Although a lot of the inhabitants were…clearly of different species, many merely seemed to be…anthropomorphized rather than the hideous monsters dormant in his enemy’s mind. Of course there was the sentient television, the multi eyed serpent, and the cyclops. It wasn’t as if Zim was unaccustomed to bizarre species however; he had spent his life on various planets for Irk’s sake.
Though…seldom were those as hostile and unwelcoming as this world had been. His primary concern right now was protecting himself and his minions and finding some way out of this world.
Crimson eyes narrow skeptically as he backed up and viewed the tall being with both trepidation and resentment. Why did everything have to be taller than he was?!
“Zim is no pooch, you…YOUUUU…….alright what are you.”
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sc. for @razegut ;
❝ oh uh ... ? sorry just heart from word of mouth about here ! ❞ her voice faltered at the other’s posh appearance ... goodness he was quite a looker with such get-up !
consider her sold just by presentation but damn she was a bit ... befuddled; such new surroundings and faces, oh my !!
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razegut replied to your post:
pets ur like button. i'm jittery on... monster right now, so i might not be the most coherent, but i'll take a rain check, hunie... pop.
did you...just call me a por.no game? YOU GET YOUR BUTT TO BED AND CALM THAT HEARTBEAT DOWN!
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⊰ – why aren’t we rping meme! // Accepting!
◇ - Other/idk just wanted to say hi
НЄLL———Ф ! ! !
But no, dude–!!! I like love hazbin hotel– and can’t wait for it to like…….actually come out.The streams can only feed me so much. So I love seeing you and @razeboot on mydash! –cause you guys are playin’ my fav characters. So pls never stop.
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razegut replied to your post “razegut replied to your photo “our-cautionary-tale: (( There he is…...”
sharing is caring : )
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Hides behind something to jump out and SCARE Charlie. : )
She’d been tiredly traversing the halls after a long day at the Hotel and certainly hadn’t expected the random spook. Although this far along in her relationship with the deer she really should.
However, that didn’t mean the Princess wasn’t prepared. Living in a world such as this, one always needed to be on their guard for a mugging or a random passing-by attack in the street. And it’s that fight or flight response that sends her fist cracking against his jaw after a brief shriek has passed.
“....Al! I’m so sorry, are you okay?!”
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Throws a cucumber at his face. Wait, weren't you supposed to place it next to the cat? Oh well! A little too late!
He had, and it cannot be stressed enough, JUST gotten out of those itty-bitty-booties when something hard nailed him right between the eyes. Husk floundered, wings fanning straight out at his sides like a popped-open umbrella, body lurching nearly a foot in the air! All he was missing were the ACME cartoon sound effects! Result achieved however. The cat startled and jumped. Ill-equipped to match this level of tomfoolery, the chimera stumbled back, catching himself on the counter, what was next– THESE WERE REAL WAR FLASHBACK HOURS! Two wide, scattershot, eyes locked on that premature pickle, chest heaving with wild breath!
❝ !!! ❞ Unsettled claws fumbled, guiding him around the table until he had SOMETHING between him and the vegetable. Now.. He only watched. Uncertain of the pain or terror that might follow.
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razegut replied to your post: just carious
sketchy…
//MMHM, MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY!
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razegut replied to your post “razegut replied to your post “razegut replied to your photo “⊰۞⊱║⋮ A...”
... Have I been speaking to the sweater all along?
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⊰۞⊱║⋮ Three sharp raps on the door of your bedroom closet, you were certain you were alone, the cats all curled atop the bed. Yes. By all rights nothing should have given any token so abrupt! A chill traverses the length of your spine, racing from tailbone up, shooting straight into the scalp to spread thereout, the hairs all bristling in tandem as you turn towards the source of the sound.
Silence there and nothing more. Paranoia grips your being as you assure yourself it was merely a trick of the mind, turning back toward your computer screen. All is well. All is normal.
Until.. The distinct creaking of hinges rises behind you, brush of wind kissing your back as a primal sense of fear wells in your gut. This was enough! You’ve had it! you shoot from your seat, whipping toward the now ajar closet, body curled defensively! There’s a book beside the mattress, you grab it for protection! A sturdy copy of Poe’s collected works to hurl at the possible assailant. Sucking in a breath, you grasp the handle with your free hand, the other poised to strike-- And you FLING the door wide!
Your body grows cold, hands quivering as they drop the makeshift weapon. You are pale, your mouth agape, a scream of Eldritch horror tears from your throat as your eyes fall upon a--
FLUFFY BLACK SWEATER!
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