Nightmare Eyes

Mae Borowski affiliated with Citta

[spicyapplejam]

think of when they were young. I love tealfam.

[bunjijumping-ca]

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I have literally never had a bill this large in my life. I plan on trying to make payment arrangements, but I need all the help I can get, so I’m taking commissions. If you’re not interested, I ask that you please boost this for me. I’m willing to work to make this go away. Any and all help is appreciated.

[killermaeday-blog]

Giegue sniffs Mae. "Strange. You have no PSI, though you aren't exactly a normal earthling feline either."

“PSI. Is that like... Pickax Swinging Index or something? It sounds like a video game thing.”

[effcults]

Equip Mae's baseball bat

> It’s a very sturdy wooden baseball bat with plenty of scratches and dents from years of use. Mae always called them ‘bat-tle scars’. It’s still a horrible, horrible pun. Mae’s had this bat for as long as you remember. You don’t know why she still keeps it to this day even though it wasn’t the same bat used in that incident.

> Holding it in both hands, you notice that it still feels pretty hefty. Even after years of use, it’s still got quite a bit of weight to it. You’ve got to hand it to Mae, she’s pretty strong.

> On closer inspection, the knob on the underside of the bat has “MB” carved into the wood. She must really like this thing, huh. Probably kisses it goodnight every night and tells it how much she loves it.

> ‘Bat-tle scars’ is still a pretty horrible pun.

[rpmememaker]

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

[blackenwhitecat]

Mae Borowski & Casey Hartley from Night In The Woods. I wish there’ll be a sequel of this game that explains more detail of the Mae’s past. this is just a fanart I made of how I imagined him to look like according to the description in the game. He must be a cool dude :-]

[effcults]

@killermaeday

[lackofoxxygen]

“This city can suck my left nut!”

[killermaeday-blog]

“Not if you suck it’s left nut first.”

[killermaeday-blog]

“Hey. Up here.” 

The voice came from above.

There was a humanoid cat standing on top of a power line.

“Think fast!”

And down dropped small capsules of glitter that popped open on contact.

[killermaeday-blog]

effcults:

Just being able to walk with a good friend again felt nice. It felt… warm. Like he wasn’t truly alone anymore. The two were near Casey’s apartment complex before she spoke up. He was just about to smile and chuckle in a bittersweet tone, but then she kept talking. She asked if he remembered.

And he stopped walking too. He was silent. His heart started to beat faster, and his paws formed into fists on instinct. The memories started coming back.

“…Yeah. I do.”

And what horrible memories they were.

Keep reading

Mae watched her friend react before averting her gaze to the ground, shuddering at his words. She could imagine what it was like. Witnessing the cultists sacrifice one of their own, and hearing the Black Goat itself, she had an uncomfortably vivid idea of what it could have been like. But it was still only an idea. Only an imagination. Casey had gone through the real thing.

The dark furred cat swallowed. She let silence settle only for a few moments before walking towards him again, wrapping an arm around his shoulder as she reached him. An offer to continue their trek side by side.

“We should order pizza or something when we get to your place.”

[laharlgirl]

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[horrificmemes]

Horrific Headcanons

[vicemirrored-a]

horrificmemes:

Send a symbol for a headcanon about my muse. All horror/angst/scifi related.

✘ Have they ever committed a murder? ▼ What is their greatest fear? ✿ Would they ever trust dark or wicked magic? △ Name one thing from their past that they regret. ✂ If they had to choose one weapon to carry forever, what would it be? ☣ Would they kill someone close to them if they had to? ☢ Would they survive an apocalyptic situation? ❣ If someone had the power to bring them back after death, would they want them to? ☠ Do they fear death? ♱ What do they think awaits them after death? ¿ Are they easily frightened? ╳ How would they react to seeing a loved one become possessed? ☹ Name one person they would kill for. ☼ If they had the choice to be immortal with one other person, who would they choose? ☎ How would they react to receiving a phone call from a deceased love one? ★ Do they have a favorite scary movie? Book? Show? ♣ Do they believe the world is made up of good and evil? ♥ Have they ever acting out of heartlessness? ☾ What is their favorite and least favorite thing about the night? ψ Do they think they deserve punishment for their wrongdoings? ϟ Have they ever gotten pleasure from causing others pain? ♚ Do they consider themselves to be evil? ♒ If they could choose how to die, how would they want to go? ™ Are they possessive? ✔ Are they holding a grudge against anyone? ◯ Do they believe in ghosts? ✦ Who is their favorite villain? ☄ While watching a scary movie, are they the one clinging to a friend or being clung to? 웃 Do they believe in aliens?

[killermaeday-blog]

smokigatr:

Oh, well…where to start.

“Well, there were robots. Giant effing robots. That started attacking this place over this one guy got killed by some shadowy woman over they only start killing people when he’s dead. Those robots were like the cultists we faced, Mae, but these aren’t old dads but giant machines. I survived, though probably everyone else did too. There were people kicking their asses left to right though. They effed them up good into freaking scrap piles.”

Those robots were menaces like the cultists were. Luckily, unlike Possum Springs, this place has a force of heroes to handle them.

“Then there was this one time that I think the scientists were pulling off what felt like Chuckle’s Eve. You remember that day, Mae? Your special day? That one day you always like pulling pranks for its April 1st back home? Yeah, these guys pulled that off…but I slept in, after their broadcast on the television, to not get fooled.”

Chuckle’s Eve was not her day. It was Mae’s!

“Also Possi Beasts exist here. Your favorite game is real in this city, Mae. But this guy I talked with said their called Pokémon.”

And that’s all she can say right now.

Mae really didn’t like the notion that there were things like the cultists here. She hoped she could at least skip the horrible nightmares, headaches and in general getting sung to by some space goat.

Giant robots were at least cool.

“Wow.”

But the robots weren’t even the end of it.

“Of course I do! God I love Chuckle’s Eve.” They just did a broadcast? “Sounds like a dumb prank if you could sleep through it.”

Shit.

Did she say.

Possi Beasts???

“What do you mean here? Do people widely play the card game? Is there a competitive video game ring for it? C’mon, Bea, don’t leave me hanging!” She said they were “real,” and the implication of that was serious, but at the same time it could mean so much! They couldn’t be really running around!

[killermaeday-blog]

manesalvation:

@killermaeday

“A feline that wears shoes. Tell me young one, if you wear human clothing does that mean you can also have an intellectual conversation as well?”

Did that lion just speak?

Mae blinked, silently, as if not comprehending. She understood his words perfectly, of course, she was just a little thrown off by the fact that he was an actual real lion. Last time she spoke to an animal, they were giant. And also god.

“Depends on what you count as ‘intellectual.’” 

There was a pause. She just had to check.

“Are you god?”

[killermaeday-blog]

Ok. ok. I got two hours, a soft cat sleeping next to me, and a bundle of soreness while waiting for advil to kick in.

bets are on about how many threads I can get to before having to leave

[killermaeday-blog]

juddkat:

She wouldn’t dare. He stretches out a stubby paw at her, waving little colored claw caps at her. The paw can’t even reach. Only when she gets close does he tap her, but it doesn’t do much. He’s slowly shrinking away from here while still staying on the blanket as much as possible, and then—

He squeeshed.

Of course, she didn’t put all of her weight on the other cat. Just enough to smoosh him a bit.

“Maybe I’ll keep you as a throw pillow. Pretty good butt cushion.” She snickered.

[killermaeday-blog]

ok. I was more tired today than I expected.

but soon

[killermaeday-blog]

"HEE! Cute kitty you are!"

“Uh. Thanks?” Mae paused, studying the person. “Cute gremlin you are?”