#( mun ; mun inspiration )

[fandomtrash-16]

do you think they knew each other

[ask-trialduo]

trying to imagine what career frisk could have other than hitman that’d get them to lv 13… no chance in hell they became a cop, so what does that even leave? mob enforcer? terrorist? doubt they joined the army… petty criminal? guess it’s not petty anymore if you kill people, though… radical activist? is frisk the claims adjuster?

or maybe they just lived in like. a spectacularly shitty area?? what job can you get other than cop, hitman, or soldier in modern times that result in having to do murder? surely there can’t be that many…

[ * We did not kill anyone on the surface, no. But Violence seems to be measured differently up there. ]

[ * Fascinating, is it not? ]

[misteria247]

No one knows how the Mystery Podcast Trio broadcast works.

There's no set station for it. Only that it comes on at night. It comes on as a warning broadcast, much like old TV broadcasting channels. It's not really broadcasted anywhere else other than Gravity Falls, Oregon. No one in town can explain exactly how this works, but they can attest to how much it's helped them in combating against the more dangerous anomalies that live in the area. It helps them learn about cursed objects and what tech can be used to drive away some of them. However, there are rare moments where the station can cause harm.

That's usually when the Mystery Caller calls in.

Reports of people developing headaches and other unpleasant symptoms occur whenever he calls into the Mystery Podcast Trio. Nightmares, hallucinations and paranoia have been common whenever listeners hear the Mystery Caller speak for too long. They can't place exactly who or what he is, but they know on an cellular level that something about him is.....unnatural.

Otherworldly.

The hosts, Sixer, F and Lee have done their best to shut down the broadcast when the Mystery Caller dials in, but somehow he always alludes their attempts and gets through. They can't hang up, for his calls come through no matter what. Any barriers they've tried seems fruitless.

The Mystery Caller seems to enjoy tormenting F, and seems to take a liking to Sixer. As for Lee he seems to be hostile towards him, much to Sixer's concern and outrage. After all a possible threat to his twin is a no go. And the tormenting of his colleague makes him even more angry. Yet......Sixer can not help but be intrigued by the Mystery Caller.

Just who is he?

What is he?

And why does he offer hints about anomalies and other creatures on occasion?

[siveydensipuli]

Nordic noir -bingo

[howlkissed]

like this post if it's okay for me to make your OC in the sims!

[sunhated-a]

(sketch / wip) bumping up his age in the modern verse to late 40s early 50s.

[kalijhomentethi]

im in korea 🥳

[ayamekishiwagi]

Bought catnip mixed with....silvervine? The packaging says it's more powerful than catnip alone.

I'm going to test this, brb

[pitgritted]

Finally settled on my ( modern verse ) sett designs …. Let me tell you it’s taken me ( 1 ) year to figure something out for him . but here … have this .

[draconicfool]

You passed your fingers through my hair and called me c h i l d Witness me old man I am the w i l d

[strebcr]

@erxsxre meowdy :^)

[fandomtrash-16]

me when ethereal entity, me when god, me when blorbo (I am not normal about them)

[stem-procrastimate]

first time in MUN and I am already dead I have 6 days to prep

[misteria247]

1981: The First Encounter

It started with a phone call. Just another night at the shack and its broadcasting station. Ford sat in the booth, while Fiddleford and Stanley kept an eye on the tapes and equipment. His journal was open in front of him as he relaid the newest information the group had gathered.

"Despite their cute nature, gnomes can be quite dangerous if allowed to assemble and form a larger physical body. It's best to proceed with caution when it comes to-"

The sudden shrill ring of their landline filled the studio, interrupting Ford mid sentence. Confused he looked up towards Fiddleford and Stanley, who looked just as off put as he was. After a moment's hesitation Ford finally picked up.

"Hello? You're currently on the air with the Mystery Podcast Trio. Do you have a question, dear caller?"

Ford asked, professional and firm. A silence was what he was met with. Before the sounds of static and a voice that sounded throughout the whole station broke it.

"Well, well, well! This is an interesting turn of events, isn't it?? Maybe I can finally have some entertainment for once."

The voice chirped out, seemingly full of glee. However, Ford bit back a wince of pain. The voice was strange, distorted, and weird. The strange static that accompanied it felt like it was slowly drilling away deep into his head. It made Ford's skin crawl.

"Who is this?"

The oldest Pines twin barked out accidentally. His tone immediately made Stan tense up, his gaze staring at Ford in concern. Ready to intervene. Fidds on the other hand had broken out into a cold sweat, his gaze becoming shifty and uneasy.

"Don't worry your pretty little head about it IQ. Just know that I'm a.....friend. An ally if you play your cards right!"

The voice said, brushing off the unease like it was no big deal. As if his very presence wasn't off-putting. It was becoming to terrifyingly clear, that whoever was on the other side wasn't human. But rather something strange and unnatural. Ford tried to think of a way to turn off the call but it was so hard to think with that God awful static.

It hurt, the static. It was like it was growing louder and Stanford swears his ears were bleeding-

"SHIT FIDDS TURN IT OFF."

Stan's voice cut through the white noise. Ford blinked, his ears ringing.

"Ah damnit all come on turn off you piece of-!!"

Fiddleford's voice came from the background, panicked and frightened. Ford felt hands grab him and tear the headphones off of him. His ears rang loudly, painfully. Vision swimming Ford looked up to see Stan looking at him in fear and protective anger, and on his hands were-

Stanford jumped at he felt something wet and warm leak out of his ears. With a trembling hand he reached up to feel the sticky residue of blood on his six fingertips.

His ears were bleeding.....

The trio were knocked out of their horrified stupor by loud laughter.

"Hahaha-! Sorry about that. I should have warned ya about that! I'll let you all go for now! Till next time, Fordsy, Stanley, Fiddleford!"

The mysterious voice cackled out before hanging up. As soon as the call ended, it was as if a heavy cloud had disappeared. Ford could barely make out the next few moments, glimpses of Stanley and Fiddleford's voices and actions of helping him coming into focus on and off. It'd only be till after Ford's ears had been checked and cleaned and the three, still shaking from the encounter, realized.

It had known their names.

[charmerquilled]

Hmmm. I don't know what to think. Finished season 2 and feel... hmm. No words I can formulate at the moment. All I can really say is that...only having two seasons was a bad call. Especially wrapping up literally everything up in the second season with only **looks at smudged writing on my hand** 9 episodes.

[de11amorte]

i feel like above all else, the crows emphasize the importance of family. there is unison in the bonds they share, and it is driven by a common goal: to finish out their contracts.

of course, its not all sunshine and rainbows up in the crow house. when you deviate from the oaths you’re meant to hold, there will be consequences. case in point, the venatori and crow secret meetings and planning to elope.

I suspected that while my rook was not a crow, I would earn disdain or, worse, their distrust, if i had chosen to secretly correspond a warning that the couple were hunted down by their respective factions. instead, i chose to report them. and that resulted in said crow poisoning his venatori lover

i am not saying that the crows are ruthless. there is cruelty behind their actions, yes, but to them, it is a necessity when maintaining order within their walls. If there is any sign of a crow deferring to another cause, there will be recompense to prove to the talons that said crow is worthy of their trust again.

it is not an ordeal where one could simply apologize to their boss for and promise to never do it again. absolutely not. you have to show loyalty—and that is in the form of spilling blood, even if it’s from a loved one.

this just goes to show how serious the antivan crows enforce their rules, and they carry out caterina’s will whilst she is away. her stalwart resolve echoes into them, especially into Lucanis, having followed in her shadow and becoming her example for so long. The crows continue to intrigue me, and i do intend to research more into their faction’s history.