There’s an impressive amount of muses that just stroll on into Jonathan’s home to lounge on his couch.
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There’s an impressive amount of muses that just stroll on into Jonathan’s home to lounge on his couch.
@bogisms
“BOO”
noct: you know, emotionally i'm not too hot right now. i wonder how i should cope. vent to a friend? find a healthy outlet like normal people?
actually noct: fuck that let's just drink the lsd blood of fucking eldritch abomination what could possibly go wrong
Lucy and Bo are still the iconic siblings duo where neither asked for a sibling but the universe was just “yeah y’all’re each other’s problem now.”
The monster was large, entirely uninterested. Large skull head rested between large hands as the beast gave a snort to the intruder. It asked.
@bogisms
There was a hint of mischief in Ignis’ smirk, as though he knew a secret but wasn’t yet willing to share it. Perhaps he ought to be fearful. He would have been, before, but now Ignis has enough darkness of his own, residing in his heart, to be overly concerned about things that go bump in the night.
“I simply heard a noise,” he said, feigning indifference. “And thought it may be worthy of investigation. What are you?”
Snoot boop.
Lucy knew this darkness, an old friend by now. Inky, heavy, damp as the swamp at night and altogether different from her nicely air conditioned home. But, it felt safer now, with the monstrous being nudging her with it’s nose.
She’d earned this monster’s...well, affection seemed an odd label to place on Mr. Bogeyman, but what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. Affection it was, and she patted him back with blunted nails and scabbed fingertips. She tucked her mail under one arm and draped the other over his snout, squeezing just a little before releasing him.
She glanced at her house, noting the flickering of the lights of her lanterns.
“Think you’ve woke the dead,” she laughed. “Come on, Mr. Bogeyman. Come inside. I’ve missed you.”
❛ It’s bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweet. ❜
Lucy pulled a face and stepped back from him.
“Yeah, I’ll take your word for it, Mr. Bogeyman. That looks like it would make me sick. Humans don’t do the raw meat thing very well, you know.”
@bogisms is a huge fan of marsupials
"Just LISTEN, okay? I’ll do what you want, just― just let those kids go.”