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pickle-and-beans · 19 hours
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MY HEART 😍🥹😭
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inkyvendingmachine · 4 months
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T'was The Night Before Crisis... Season 4, Episode 1
💀 Call of Cthulhu: Haunted Hijinx Masterpost 💀 Call of Cthulhu Season Four Masterpost (Coming Soon)
Warning: This campaign is an edited version of  a Call of Cthulhu scenario from the Tales of the Crescent City book. While a lot has been changed, there IS spoilers for it throughout these posts.
WE'RE BACK. After over a whole heckin year of 10000 RP logs, we have returned with our final season of Cthulhu! It's been not just a year out of game, but a little over a year worth of in game time has passed too, and they boys are indulging in a chill, at home seasonal celebration... for now! Surely nothing weird will happen, nothing ever does around holidays for these boys obviously.
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Happy Holidays!
Art Credit: @inkdemonapologist : sketching + inking @inkyvendingmachine : concept + colouring
A week. Two weeks. A month. A season. A year.
A whole year and a couple of months go by without any crazy outside force trying to rid the boys of… anything really. The time isn't exactly calm or empty… but compared to recent events, for a while, things were… kinda normal?
Well, except for when Joey got Peter to help him meet with Y secretly to prevent the gang from continuing to mess with JDS, or when Sammy and Henry realized mid tennis match that a version of Henry had slashed him right through the center. Or how the Prophet can just pop out now without ink. And how Susie has been brought in on all this, and perhaps brought in on even more than just the supernatural content as her bonds with Sammy and Joey grow tighter. And how Peter is actually moving to New York City now and ends up visiting Jack just as Beans goes missing and now there’s many little Beans kittens. And the summoning spell to ask the spirit that helped them in Haiti what will become of Sammy and Prophet. And the other summoning spell for Prophet to get his instructions from the Masked Messenger. And Sammy still can't tell where he's going half the time after uncovering some of Prophet’s memories. And Joey is still a bit hesitant to leave the studio if not being actively distracted. But other than that! It's been normal!!
And the boys have made it all the way to Christmas. Joey's received some parcels in the mail, from the Fowlers and Nicole. The Fowlers actually sent each of the helpful boys uh… 1000$?? That's a thousand. EACH. IN THE 1930s. For helping out… which I guess if stuck eternally in soul lake hell, wouldn't have that money anyways. But still, that's quite a lot for the time.
Meanwhile, Nicole has had time to move on from her heartbreak, and is ready to start a new chapter in her life, and as thanks, leaves Joey both the keys to her old apartment (the lease being paid up for a few years already) and to her previous car, with a guarantee she's giving these things up for better, not to worry about her. And totally not because maybe all the occult scratches and bullet marks in the wall makes the apartment hard to rent, or the fact that her car is an extremely recognized Mercedes, or that both of these assets were hounded by gangs for a bit after her magical mistakes…
It probably is actually all out of good will and appreciation, and these things will come in useful, especially if they do need to deal with more mafia or what have you. Joey doesn't need them tracking Henry's car home to his family or back to Jack's house.
With those gifts out of the way, the actual holiday is spent in Jack's house, with a big potluck meal. This holiday celebration includes a small group of friends and their families, namely, all the people Jack has befriended and also would be okay with the Lurker partying with em. The event goes well, Sammy gets to play through the night, Henry’s children get to hang out with a real Bendy and also a buncha newly grown-up cats, Henry gets to eat as many cookies as he wants… 
That… slows down when Henry sees a yellow sign in a ribbon. But as soon as he tries to not lose his entire cool and freak out, it disappears… the ribbon was just a ribbon the entire time. Perhaps golden ribbons shouldn't be their normal holiday decor… 
Meanwhile, Peter feels eyes on him and decides to move away from the window maybe, especially because it feels like he suddenly knew exactly which star in the sky holds Carcosa at the same time… surely a fine coincidence to have happened at almost the same time. But nobody else is acting weirdly, sooooo.
The night wraps up, with Susie and Norman heading out first, followed by Henry and his family. Sammy also heads home after being socially exhausted and desperately needing his alone time, and Peter helps Jack clean up some before heading out too. Jack heads to bed, only to find an already asleep Joey with a Spark sprawled on top of him, probably after he “closed his eyes for a moment” a little earlier. 
The next day, there's technically work, but it's a short day because what's actually happening is a charity auction and party. A collection of “originals, signed by the creators” has been donated to help raise money for relief efforts in a few warring European countries, as well as the “entertainment” for the evening (Bendy cartoons, of course), courtesy of JDS, which means of course all the stars who signed the auctioned items were invited to the party as well.
Yes, even Sammy. 
(And also Jack, Henry, Susie, and Joey of course.)
The event is being held at a yacht club, advertised to the wealthies of the city midst the great depression, with live music playing and glittering evening wear, and uh. Denis.
Y'know, Denis?? That rich guy from NOLA who invited us to the masquerade?? That Joey casually name dropped his legal name to in order to keep him from tracing himself and Sammy back to JDS, when they didn't know who or how dangerous their initial information gathering was.
Anyways, a quick little talking him in circles by Joey corrects that past mistake, as well as gets him the information that Denis is actually related to one of the people who put the entire event together. Ha. Good to know.
Of course it's difficult to shake him afterwards, since Joey is one of the few people Denis knows all the way up in New York. At least Joey actually has a fancy car to talk about now.
Meanwhile, in the quietest, emptiest corner he could find, Sammy notices something odd about the song that's currently being played live. It sounds familiar, and while surely there's been some Bendy music played this evening…. This particular song is not that. But it WAS composed by Sammy.
In NOLA.
When he was improvising with some random music on the street while hanging out on the balcony of his and Joey's hotel room. Properly freaked out by having a song from a very scary time literally come back to haunt him, Sammy runs to find someone, (Joey is still busy with Denis), and comes across Jack first. But before he can fully explain, the entire party is interrupted.
Chatter turns into hushed confusion as some pale man up near the front starts speaking in tongues. It's hard to tell if he's trying to perform some ritual or just incoherently rambling, but it doesn't matter! Because very quickly there’s a gunshot!!
And the Prophet? He's awake. He knows what that gunshot was. He's been waiting for this.
It has begun.
Of course the entire party breaks out in panic once the gun goes off. Joey doesn't know what sort of Eldritch nonsense was happening up front, but upon scanning the crowd and noticing Jack and Sammy together, beelines for the snack table to grab Henry and search for Susie.
As everyone is being rushed out, some of the boys manage to notice that not all of the panic is simply from the mad ramblings and sudden bullet, but also we've got some people in the crowd bleeding from their eyes. How festive!
Upon getting outside, the Yacht club is of course already being surrounded by security and the police, as the sudden gun shots quickly alerted locals to the nonsense going on. Nobody is allowed to bolt until an investigation is conducted and people are questioned, but of course Joey managed to sweet talk his way over to a telephone to make a very important quick phone call.
To one Peter Sunstram! 
Turns out, between all their arguments, there are a few things they can agree on, which includes quietly spying on suspicious parties even though they should probably not be doing that if they actually wanna be safe but surely everyone will understand when they find out IT'S FINE.
Anyways Peter’s been keeping an eye on Y, and earlier in the day Y seemed to be performing some ritual before having some kind of … breakthrough? Revelation? Peter had told Joey of it, and in good faith Joey agreed to keep an eye out for WEIRDNESS, hoping that Y was upholding his promise to not be interfering with JDS anymore. But now this episode seems to have specifically happened, right at their exact event for the evening, so Joey does his best to pass along as much info as he can in that moment to Peter. As well as set up a backup plan in case anything else happens to them before they can escape the Yacht Club.
After some interviews with the police though, they’re allowed to go free. Listening to other partygoers' recollections they’re able to pick up a few more names here and there – the one who fired the gun up front by the bandstand is said to be another local gangster by the name of Johnny Nero, and the band playing on that bandstand one Red Leverett and the Jumps – but no evidence that really points the crew in any sort of serious lead. (including more commentary by Denis wHY ARE YOU STILL HERE UR NOT PART OF THE GROUP)
So having managed to collect everyone together, including Prophet returning Sammy to the front for the interview thank the lord (not that one)(not that one either)(maybe that one) the JDS crew head over to their very safe and secure hide away to talk about what just happened: that’s right, they’re going to Peter’s apartment.
And staying there through midnight! Listen, the last time weird shit started happening like this, everything popped off at midnight and there were panics all around. It’d be nice to know where people were this evening. And while they’re all sitting around waiting for that to pass, Henry and Peter can even talk about the really weird things that happened last night! Yknow, where Henry saw the yellow sign for a moment and Peter felt something watching him from space? Those very normal Christmas activities?
The group also gets informed about how Peter maybe has been keeping an eye on the Y that still hangs out in the city, and how Y was excited over some weird ritual. While he goes over that and also Joey and Peter guiltily kinda admit to their secret spying tendencies, Henry gets info from Linda when he calls to explain why he’s not home yet and how he won’t be home for a little while still. She’s remembered some research that crosses over with the prophecies they had gotten a month or so after the last big event like this. And Jack and Sammy bring up how they had been theorizing over who’s and what’s in the prophecies… for instance, that which the Phantom seeks, who bears already the scars of following the Mender’s lead….
Is it Peter? He followed Jack into the weird ghosty world. Is it Joey? He’s followed the Mender in other ways, and also literally bears scars caused from Jack’s healing. Or is it somehow Y?? Who seems… involved in this somehow, despite promising he wouldn’t be fucking around with stuff that might step on JDS’s toes again.
With no real conclusions, but midnight having come and past, people start to head home. Joey has someone drop him off at the studio, as after weirdness happened with any sort of occult stuff he’s interested in checking in on Bendy and the Stone. Since, those tend to be targets for this kinda creepy thing. Bendy is perfectly fine though, and hardly even noticed anything going on… So Joey picks up some of his notes and… finds himself unable to leave the studio. For some reason it just seems like the wrong idea… so he spends all night up researching, unsettled by how many non-leads he has into what will possibly happen next. It’s starting to feel like Haiti again, knowing that something bad is coming but really having no idea where to fortify with this information.
But he does have something new… 
He has plenty of things new now, including his dream spell. 
Peter’s not the only one who can spy, and while Joey is sure he’d hit some kind of barrier trying to peek in on Y’s dreams… just knowing whether the man was still alive, or possessed by some eldritch nonsense seemed like a good place to start. Maybe his excitement at the ritual earlier was coincidental…
The thing is, defying all reason, Joey’s able to step into Y’s dream just fine somehow.
This is probably not something he’ll regret doing later, surely.
[Next Episode] (not yet released)
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ahit-oc-corner · 4 months
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So my big brain insane friend @chocowhomps has told me some epic angst lore and so y'know I had to draw it out of context! >:] want to see more drawings? Check this post out! Lurker - he/him belongs to @chocowhomps Beans - he/him belongs to @hoodedjelly Bonnie - they/them belongs to @blossomingfox There is also Vex - they/them cameo they belong to @slimgrin
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bonefarm · 12 days
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Bapy
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horatio-fig · 1 month
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mystical-salamander · 6 months
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Trick or treat? 🎃
Uuhhhh... Treat!! Here's a pic of my cat Beans!!
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aondaneedles · 1 year
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Settled on the side of Wright Mountain, Oak Hill is little more than a hamlet you may drive through if you accidentally got off the Interstate too early, but for the people who live there, it’s home. For years, rumors of a secret pack of werewolves have been spread around the area, and many locals are sceptic of the Sims that live there. A suspicious string of deaths over the past 15 years only added to the suspicion of the townspeople. However, if you look past the surface, you will find a town that deeply cares about each other and the future of their little community.
It's time for some storytelling!
When I originally created Oak Hill, I wanted to do introduction posts just like I did with Sedona, but life happened. Anyway, I still tried to come back to it and chiselled away at it from time to time. And I've finally finished something. So here we go.
A brief refresher on the families that live in Oak Hill below:
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Asia and Erica met in a group home in the city and became fast friends. When Asia decided to move back to her birth town to solve the mystery of her mother’s death, Erica, without real prospects in the city, moved in with her. Will Asia ever get the answers she so desperately seeks for?
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The Simms have recently taken in their troubled niece, Kayla, after her widowed father proved unable to care for her. Between two teenagers and Bonnie putting in long hours at the salon, patience is stretching incredibly thin at the Simms residence.
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Following the death of their parents, the Khan siblings moved in with their grandmother. Mariam’s got her hands full with the lot of them: Isaac has become a hedonist after the death of his parents, while the twins’ obsession with death has been worrisome, to say the least. And Farrah… Farrah’s talents might put her on a collision course with danger.
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When Stephanie helped Cynthia furnish her post-divorce apartment, sparks flew, and Cynthia was able to make the town’s recluse come out of her shell after almost fifteen years. With Cynthia fighting tooth and nail against her ex-husband in the upcoming election, and Stephanie wondering if she is on the right side, the couple is in for a troublesome time.
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Frank McCoy has always been an oddity around town, preferring plants over people. Meanwhile, his sons are wreaking havoc around town, with Jack romancing every available woman in town, while Andy’s eccentric inventions are responsible for quite a few hospitalizations. Will Frank be able to regain control over not only his sons but also the monster he created so many years ago? Or will he have to make way for the next generation?
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Everyone knows Keith and his faithful dog Pepper around town. So, when Keith lost his job, his house and his daughter following the death of his wife, it was only natural for the McCoys to let him live in their groundskeeper’s cottage. Only time will tell if he’ll be able to get his life back on track though…
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Richard Townsend is the big man around town and has big plans for Oak Hill. He’d stop at almost nothing to make his plans come true, but his son’s romantic exploits might put a damper on his chances to win the upcoming election.
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carrotycake · 16 hours
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^ picture of my cat cuz why not
still getting over the fact that one of my arts got over 500 notes recently....i know it was a fun silly lil meme but i've been pottering around the internet on this account for like 9 years and thats the most my stuff has ever gotten and im!! very grateful hehe <3
i dont rlly care about notes and stuff usually cuz i'm just here for a chill time and to share my art into the void so this was a nice surprise :)
anyways i would like to try and draw more silly memes and shenanigans more often but i have been hit with the Spring Sads (tm) of late so. we'll get there eventually this time of year is just rubbish for some reason
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bluechissbrain · 3 months
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Why is she like this???
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crushxtv · 19 days
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pickle-and-beans · 3 days
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Good lawr look at thems whiskers 😵😵‍💫
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dorothydalmati1 · 4 months
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Looney Tunes/Merrie Melodies 1935 Episode 3: I Haven't Got a Hat
Score by Bernard B. Brown
Directed by Friz Freleng
Animated by Rollin Hamilton & Jack King
Voice characterizations by Billy Bletcher, Joe Dougherty, Berneice Hansell, Elvia Allman, Bernard B. Brown & Purv Pullen
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baku-usagi · 5 months
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This is actually my favorite angle. Beans is just a fella truly
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lavenderboneswrites · 2 years
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Caramel
Day 1: Fake Dating / Jealousy / Drunken Confessions
Summary: Sometimes a family is two gay dads and their two black cats watching the Great British-Bake Off.
Warnings/Tags: No Warnings Apply, rated T for some swearing, established Shizaya, domestic shizaya, tooth-rotting fluff, shizuo and izaya are gay and in love and have two cats
AO3
@shizayasweek
“Oh my god! What have I done?”
Izaya has long since tuned out his beloved Great British Bake-Off television series. Instead, he is throwing not so subtle looks Shizuo’s way.
The beast is looking beyond domestic. Donned in grey sweats and a loose sleep shirt with some stupid cartoon dog on it, he is snuggled up in the corner of Izaya’s sectional sofa.
Izaya does not begrudge his boyfriend being so comfortable and at ease. Actually, such a sight was quite welcome. No, what really pissed him off was the two purring deserters currently on Shizuo’s lap.
“That’s not how you fucking temper chocolate…” Shizuo mutters under his breath, hand absentmindedly scratching Beans’ behind the ear.
Izaya glares as the black cat turns her head, ears going into aeroplane mode as she enjoys his scritches.
Not to be outdone, Sprouts twists like a baguette in Shizuo’s lap, showing off her tummy and moving her head to shove it into Shizuo’s hand.
Unacceptable.
“Pspspsps.”
Shizuo and the cats perk up at the noise, all three heads swinging in Izaya’s direction.
“Come on kitties … come to Papa.” Izaya pats his lap enthusiastically and is met with two equally unimpressed looks from striking green eyes.
Shizuo smirks.
“Heh …”
Izaya’s eyes narrow, venom on his lips as Shizuo laughs at him.
“Don’t be jealous, louse … I can’t help it they love me more than you.”
“This is unacceptable … they are my cats!”
Izaya crosses his arms, slumping into the plush backrest of the couch with a ‘humph’ noise.
“You don’t even live here … traitors, the lot of you.”
“Sheesh.”
Sprouts and Beans are unceremoniously swept under an arm each as Shizuo stands up. They look as grumpy as Izaya, being moved from their slumber oh so rudely.
Izaya’s pout remains at his lips, eyes moving to look up as Shizuo approaches his seat with his own damn cats.
His lips twitch, trying not to feel any kind of amusement at that stupid Pompompurin shirt now at his eye-line.
Without any fanfare, Shizuo deposits the two cats onto Izaya’s lap.
“Ow!” Claws immediately dig into his thighs as the traitors’ land and Izaya’s arms go around the squirming black blobs. “Don’t just drop them!”
“They land on their feet, don’t they?” Shizuo slumps back onto the couch next to him.
Both Sprouts and Beans leave Izaya’s lap almost immediately, not appreciating being moved around like luggage or Izaya's squirming.
“Unlike a certain monster,” -Izaya snuggles into Shizuo’s side, “I’m not immune to their little demon claws.”
“They’re not demons, they’re all baby.”
Izaya grumbles very maturely, not admitting just how warm and cosy it is snuggling into Shizuo. It must be why his traitorous cats loved Shizuo so much more, the man was like a damn furnace twenty-four seven.
His boyfriend puts an arm around him, pulling him in closer and Izaya sinks into that familiar warmth.
“You know, I practically live here anyway.”
“Hmm … is that Shizu-chan’s way of asking if he can move in?” Izaya turns his head up to send a toothy grin Shizuo’s way.
It’s utterly endearing, that Izaya can still make his boyfriend blush like a young maiden after so long.
“Fuck off … what dumbass would be crazy enough to want to live with a louse like you?”
Izaya snickers. “Oh I don’t know, maybe the dumbass currently on my couch, watching my TV and stealing the affections of my cats?”
Shizuo huffs a chuckle, the sound of if brushing through Izaya’s hair as he squeezes him a little bit tighter.
“Sounds like a right idiot this guy.”
“He is astonishingly stupid, you’re right … though, not bad on the eyes; a killer ass too.”
“Hah, hah, you’re fucking hilarious.”
“And yet you can’t wait to live with me?”
“I take it back.”
“Eh?! No take-backsies! Not in this house.”
It’s only a few minutes before Beans and Sprouts deem it safe to return to the couch. They head straight for Shizuo’s lap, seemingly pleased that it has now expanded to include Izaya’s so they can probably fit while curling up together.
“See,” Shizuo says as Izaya scratches underneath Sprouts’ chin. “They love you.”
Izaya makes a derisive noise at that.
“As they should … I’m a fucking delight.”
Shizuo snorts at that, nuzzling into Izaya’s hair before whispering into his ear.
“I love you too, flea.”
Izaya tries to fight down the heat rising to his cheeks as Shizuo presses a quick kiss to his head.
He certainly couldn’t blame his cats for their betrayal.
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sleepy-stories · 8 months
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1935/1936
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aondaneedles · 1 year
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"My compliments to the cook! Old family recipe?"
"Something like that."
"Well, this was nice."
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"Let me show my appreciation before I'm cruelly kicked to the curb."
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"Oh, I guess we can talk about that..."
"No, I wouldn't want to intrude on you."
"..."
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"I think your roommate has just come home."
"Oh! Asia, this is Richard! Richard lives up the street with his sons."
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"Richard Townsend, pleased to meet you."
"Asia Hall. We've just moved in."
"I know. Hall, you say?"
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