#museofemotion

[nerv0usm3chanic]

There was a calico cat on the floor in the middle of the work shop. her eyes were closed and she was just sitting there being a cat loaf. Her tail lazily swept back and forth behind her.

“Hmm...ah, Lucan? Do you know whose cat this is?” Arthur asks, standing near the calm cat just...in the shop. How did she get there? The doors and windows were all locked tight (mostly to just keep Arthur’s mischievous pet hamster inside).

“No clue, lad.” Lucan shrugs, sipping his morning tea and walking off to get the workstations prepared and the day started.

“...well, she can’t stay here! Galaham’s gonna throw a fit! And we get cars coming through here!” Arthur waved his arms helplessly, trying his best to knock Lucan out of his morning ambivalence. When that failed, the blond looked back to the cat with a thoughtful frown. “Looks like I need to call the local shelter about a stray in the shop...”

[arthurtristankingsmen]

fictional crushes?

valentine’s day asks!

“Ah heh..... well.....I didn’t really have a lot of crushes, honestly? But there were a couple. I’m just gonna name one though. I kinda liked Samus. Strong badass lady who had a super rad robo-suit thing? I only really saw her in Smash Bros, but like.... yeah. She’s really cool.”

[clanhaven]

A hatchery banner I did for MuseofEmotion! I will be adding a link to it as soon as they get it up on FR! If you would like to commission me for something like this please ask! 

[solitaria-fantasma]

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〆 for a childhood story 

“Moooom…Uncle Lance is here!” The little boy waited on the front porch steps, keeping the door propped open with one arm as the other clung to the strap of his Superman backpack. “Mom?” He leaned out a little to the side, peering down the front hall in the hopes of seeing the parent who was supposed to see him off. When he still heard nothing, the boy frowned, and took a deep breath. “MOOOOooooooom-!”

“Yes, yes, you go and have fun, dear.” His mother’s disinterested voice came back down the hall. “Be back by nightfall, and don’t spoil your dinner.” Arthur’s little shoulders drooped, and he sullenly started to pull the door shut. Hiking his backpack up on his shoulders, he pasted on the smile he wore for school and shopping and guests, and ran down the front walk toward the pick-up truck waiting in the street.

His uncle, leaning back against the dark orange truck bed, ruffled the boy’s hair fondly, and ushered him up into the passenger seat. Arthur dropped his backpack between his legs, and reached over his head to grab at the seatbelt. It stuck once or twice, but he eventually got it loose, and buckled it in. Lance climbed up into the driver’s seat, and buckled his own seatbelt before turning the key in the ignition.

The truck engine rumbled to life, beneath his feet, and Arthur turned to look out the rear window, back towards the house. He was hoping to see his mother standing on the porch, or at the window, to see him off…but the curtains were still closed, and the door was firmly shut. With a disappointed sigh, the little boy turned around and got settled in his seat.

At least he got to spend the day with his favorite uncle.

[deepbluevi]

Emotion puffed into exsistance in vivis home. The pointy eared projection let out a mystified ohhhhhh as she looked round. Slime like wings keeping the house cat sized ummm creature in the air. Split tail wagging behind her as she took in all the sights.

Vivi quickly set her book down to focus her attention on this mysterious new guest-- an adorable mysterious new guest at that. She was tempted to reach out and offer her hand to the little entity, but she knew better than to assume that just because something looked harmless that it actually was.

“And just who might you be?” she asked instead, studying the apparition intently.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

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[solitaria-fantasma]

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"Well, since you asked~” Vivi’s grin widened mischievously. “There was that time he microwaved that seafood pizza of his without opening the windows first, and the time he forgot about the nachos in the oven and they caught fire-”

“Don’t forget the time he tried to surprise us with pizza but sneezed into the flour and ignited it on the stove.” Lewis added in helpfully.

“THAT was an accident!” Arthur protested, taking his eyes off the screen for a few precious seconds to glare up at Lewis. “And I was trying to do something nice for you two! How can you hold that over my head?”

“Easily, since I’m nearly two feet taller than you.” Lewis quipped back cheekily, his own spectral eyes still focused on his handheld.

[solitaria-fantasma]

“ I just want him to win ‘cause I don’t want to see him cry, ” The little Alien like projection was of course talking about Arthur. ((I hope this is ok, I reread your rules like 4 times just to be sure (; w ;) ))

“I mean, he’s been banned from our real kitchen on three separate occasions. He’s probably going to lose.” Vivi mused out loud. Having already been eliminated from the digital cooking competition, she had taken to sprawling along the back bumper of the van to watch the two (three, really) remaining competitors. Lewis, seated on the roof of the van above as he tapped at his own gaming handheld, let out a ghostly, snorting laugh.

“You know I can hear you, right?” Arthur grumbled, furiously tapping away at the handheld’s screen with a speed and precision of strength no normal prosthetic would ever have. The little progress bar that tracked the fluffiness of his digital meringue was rapidly increasing. Vivi grinned, and rolled under Lewis’ dangling feet to lightly bop Arthur’s head.

“I know~” She winked teasingly.